| Song | Pinku |
| Artist | Someone Who Isn't Me |
| Album | Dance With You |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Pinku | |
| She used to be my lover | |
| and then became the one | |
| who all the women of my life | |
| Were jealous of and shunned | |
| I used to love her so much | |
| Like no one else before | |
| She couldn’t stand my excess | |
| And always wanted to go | |
| Oh please please Queen of the sour dreams | |
| Give me your tenderness and don’t be afraid | |
| Please please woman of everything | |
| Don’t give a **** for what they say. | |
| As she was lost in the streets, | |
| She lost her mind as well | |
| Her touch made me shudder | |
| And hunt her again | |
| So, I was haunted by her smell, | |
| The story that we lived | |
| Her eyes, her face, her skin as well | |
| Pursues me everywhere | |
| Oh please please Queen of the sour dreams | |
| Give me your tenderness and don’t be afraid | |
| Please please woman of everything | |
| Don’t give a **** for what they say. |
| Pinku | |
| She used to be my lover | |
| and then became the one | |
| who all the women of my life | |
| Were jealous of and shunned | |
| I used to love her so much | |
| Like no one else before | |
| She couldn' t stand my excess | |
| And always wanted to go | |
| Oh please please Queen of the sour dreams | |
| Give me your tenderness and don' t be afraid | |
| Please please woman of everything | |
| Don' t give a for what they say. | |
| As she was lost in the streets, | |
| She lost her mind as well | |
| Her touch made me shudder | |
| And hunt her again | |
| So, I was haunted by her smell, | |
| The story that we lived | |
| Her eyes, her face, her skin as well | |
| Pursues me everywhere | |
| Oh please please Queen of the sour dreams | |
| Give me your tenderness and don' t be afraid | |
| Please please woman of everything | |
| Don' t give a for what they say. |
| Pinku | |
| She used to be my lover | |
| and then became the one | |
| who all the women of my life | |
| Were jealous of and shunned | |
| I used to love her so much | |
| Like no one else before | |
| She couldn' t stand my excess | |
| And always wanted to go | |
| Oh please please Queen of the sour dreams | |
| Give me your tenderness and don' t be afraid | |
| Please please woman of everything | |
| Don' t give a for what they say. | |
| As she was lost in the streets, | |
| She lost her mind as well | |
| Her touch made me shudder | |
| And hunt her again | |
| So, I was haunted by her smell, | |
| The story that we lived | |
| Her eyes, her face, her skin as well | |
| Pursues me everywhere | |
| Oh please please Queen of the sour dreams | |
| Give me your tenderness and don' t be afraid | |
| Please please woman of everything | |
| Don' t give a for what they say. |