I don't have future
I don't have hope
I am only nineteen
I'm another fool

I don't have any money
I'm not extrovert
So, why don't you want me, honey?
Am i too ugly for you?

Someday
Somehow
Someday...

I don't like your parties
I'm not your "ken", "barbie"
I wrote this song to tell you
That i am boring and you are cool

Someday
Somehow
Someday...

I wanna hold your hand
Michelle, ma belle
Stand by me
And let me be

Someday
Somehow
Someday