Don't know where you're laying
Just know it's not with me
Don't know what I'd tell you
If I passed you on the street

I don't want your sympathy
But you don't know what you do to me
Oh, Anna
Every time I see your face
There's only so much I can take
Oh, Anna

Don't know how you taste
When there's smoke in your perfume
So chew me up
And spit me out
Nothing left to lose

I don't want your sympathy
But you don't know what you do to me
Oh (oh, Anna)
Every time I see your face
There's only so much I can take
Oh (oh, Anna)

I don't want your sympathy
But you don't know what you do to me
Oh, Anna
Every time I see your face
There's only so much I can take
Oh, Anna

Hope you never hear this
And know that it's for you
I don't know what I'd tell you
If you asked me for the truth

I don't want your sympathy
But you'll never know what you do to me
Oh, Anna
Every time I see your face
There's only so much I can take
Oh, Anna

[Trecho de 'Faith' - George Michael]
Well I guess it would be nice
If I could touch your body
If I could touch your body
If I could touch your body
If I could touch your body

I don't want your sympathy
But you'll never know what you do to me
Oh, Anna
Every time I see your face
There's only so much I can take
Oh, Anna