Charlotte et son Jules

In tribute to Jean Cocteau
Charlotte and Her Bloke
It's me
I know it's you.
I knew you'd come back.

I said you would.
You can't stay away from me.

You're an idiot. You never listen
I know why you're back.
You've come to say you're sorry.

It's too late. Whatever it is,
you´d better not say it.

It's incredible
Sure, you're the prettiest girl in Paris.
So what, big deal!

With a guy like that you could
see it coming. Idiot!

Honestly, you exaggerate
I know what you're going to say,
but it's rot, complete rot

So, it didn't work out
It didn't work out
because it couldn't work out

It couldn't work out because it
shouldn't have. Impossible. Possible...

You should know that "impossible"
is a French word

I too could throw myself
at just anyone. Easy

I'm not blaming you for being in love
but for thinking he was too

You can believe in love,
but not in theories about it

Girls are incredible. Honestly