Six Years - Måns Mernsten, Vindla String Quartet, Tingsek

You’re trapped in the world,

I seen so many years ago,

To you, it looks the same whatever we do (whatever we do!),

It’s not like we did not try to,

Everything we do, turn it upside down,

I try to find something good, you are not around, no more (no more!)

Six years and three hours (three hours!) since you met me,

Loved me honestly,

Send me no fresh flowers,

I know you know me,

They won’t last, see,

Don’t stay home for my sake,

Let me tell you, I got to tell you,

(I've) got no use for heartache,

How you played me, how you played me…

Is that what you really think?

I haven’t been enough for you?

2003 is the link to what reality I belong to,

I just know that we got something good (something good!),

I’m not one to hold on to what you think I should, that’s a fact (fact)!

Six years and three hours since you met me,

Loved me honestly,

Send me no fresh flowers,

I know you know me,

They won’t last, see,

Don’t stay home for my sake,

Let me tell you, I got to tell you,

(I've) got no use for heartache,

How you played me, how you played me…

Six years and… three hours…

Send me no… fresh flowers (fresh flowers!)…

Ohhh!!!

Six years (six years!) and three hours (three hours!) since you met me,

Loved me honestly,

Send me no fresh flowers (fresh flowers!) No, you know me,

They won’t last, see,

Don’t stay home (stay home!) for my sake (my sake!), Let me tell you,

I got to tell you,

(I've) got no use for heartache, baby!

How you played me, how you played me.