This Time Tomorrow - Marit Larsen

She looks for all the signs 
Checks your shirt when you get home 
To make sure 
She keeps an eye on your telephone 
Instead of asking you she asks everyone you're with 
And ends up in dark conclusions you're not alone 

She calls you up repeatedly 
Knows where you're at all the time 

At night you tell her she's all you long for 
But she knows by your face there has got to be more 
Her eyes are too narrow, her legs are too long 
She knows by this time tomorrow you'll be gone 

She used to be ahead 
She had thrilling and exciting things to say 
She kept you on your toes all the way 
But know the tides have turned 
You have come too close to knowing her 
God forbid you know what she's really like 

When she sleeps she keeps her make up on 
She prefers to live in a lie 

At night you tell her she's all you long for 
But she knows by your face there has got to be more 
Her eyes are too narrow, her legs are too long 
She knows by this time tomorrow you'll be gone 
You'll be gone 

Da da da-da da da da 
Da da da-da da da da 
Na na na-na na na na 

At night you tell her she's all you long for 
But she knows by your face there has got to be more 
Her eyes are too narrow, her legs are too long 
She knows by this time tomorrow you'll be gone 
You'll be gone