Aleksandr Shapovalov - Part-Time Love lyrics

Feelings are steered through ebbs and flows In your stylish noble flair. I'm now accustomed, and it's not your fault, To all the things being up in the air. I'm surely the type to prefer it topnotch But here love can only work part-time. And you anticipate it will end as I hopscotch That's why you won't ever allow another try Before my only chance is diminished I need to explain so many things I'm unable to envisage I'm unable to speak louder than my excoriated self-image Part-time love is the life 'round here Take off your Nikes for awhile And sit your a** down right here, Sip some more wine to rewind How we both got to nowhere To all the things being up in the air.