If you're warm, I'm cold
If you run away, I say
If I'm gentle, you're wild
I'm loud, you're mild
If you wear red, I like white
Our argument makes me hot
You say yes, I say no
And you can never forgive
I turn back to front
You scratch me in anger
And we hate and love
You drive me crazy when you're angry
If you bring wine, I want champagne
And your anger is awakened
And I grin happily
Because you can't go back
I am coat of arms, you number
Our pleasure is torment
This war is a game
In which I fell for you< br/>You say Hü, I say Hott
No, I'm not dying from the rut
And we hate and love
And we hate and love
If you're warm, I get cold
You run away, I say
You turn back to the front
I'll scratch you in anger
Our war is the game
In which I fell for you
Our war is the game
In which I fell for you
It's hard to understand
But it will never go away
What drives us, what hunts us
If the Rest we are tormented
I don't know what I'm doing
And I slam the door
Like a rope in my neck
Your gaze is strangling me
And I love this anger
And your fire in your blood
And I love this anger
And your fire in your blood