Jennifer Rostock U.S.
Jenga

I still remember, I’ve always liked it
How you keep an eye on me secretly
Now you don’t look my way anymore, you’re forgetting me
Why are we playing this game?

You’re on the move again
Pull a stone from the wall, a stone from the tower
Are we not getting enough?
How long does the afterhour of the afterhour have to last, hey!?

Jenga, oh oh oh, we’re dancing on ice
Until the ice cap splits, and I know we’re playing
Jenga, oh oh oh, a swaying tower
But we haven’t lost yet

Is this the end of the song? We’re dancing without music
Is this the end of the song? We’re dancing without music

When you’re making jokes and then laugh at yourself
Did I really used to think that was cute?
And how do I tell you now when it’s not to my liking anymore?
Not in the kitchen, and not in bed

You’re on the move again
Pull a stone from the wall, a stone from the tower
Are we not getting enough?
How long does the afterhour of the afterhour have to last, hey!?

Jenga …

Stone-on-stone and hand-in-hand
Strong and beautiful – that’s what we were together
It hurts when I now see
How it all falls apart and I can’t stop any of it

We’re dancing on ice
Until the ice cap splits, and I know we’re playing
Jenga, a swaying tower
But we haven’t lost yet

Hand of a stranger, who is this man
Who only sees his pain and not mine
When I ask you if you still love me
And you no longer give me an answer?

Is this the end of the song?
Is this the end of the song?
Is this the end of the …?