Luka

My name is Luka

I live on the second floor

I live upstairs from you

Yes I think you´ve seen me before

If you hear something late at night

Some kind of trouble some kind of fight

Just don´t ask me what it was

Just don´t ask me what it was

Just don´t ask me what it was.

I think it´s because I´m clumsy

I try not to talk too loud

Maybe it´s because I´m crazy

I try not to act too proud

They only hit you until you cry

And after that you don´t ask why

You just don´t argue anymore

You just don´t argue anymore

You just don´t argue anymore

Yes I think I´m OK

I walked into the door again

Well, if you ask that´s what I´ll say

And it´s not your business anyway

I guess I´d like to be alone

With nothing broken, nothing thrown

Just don´t ask me how I am

Just don´t ask me how I am

Just don´t ask me how I am