On that summer you made me feel
You got me off Hollywood films
On that summer, you painted my nails
You heard all my tales and planned your betrayal

But, Claire, this isn't fair
You died my hair
And promised a kiss on the neck

But, Claire, I stood by your side
I putted down my pride
And all I could do was cry

Oh, Oh, Oh

I heard the stories from all the minds
That got trapped in your trap of guys
Naive to think, that you were all mine
Were using me just to set the line

But, Claire, this isn't fair
You died my hair
And promised a kiss on the neck

But, Claire, I stood by your side
I putted down my pride
And all I could do was cry

Claire, this isn't fair
You died my hair
And promised a kiss on the neck

But, Claire, I stood by your side
I putted down my pride
And all I could do was cry

Make me feel happy again
With a kiss on the cheek, or a slap from your hands
Make me feel happy again

But, Claire, this isn't fair
You died my hair
And promised a kiss on the neck

But, Claire, I stood by your side
I putted down my pride
And all I could do was cry

Oh, Oh, Oh