Nothin to Ya - Europe

Of all the streets

Of all the days

You just had to invade my space

Of all of the rules

Of all my claims

Desire just had to be made on you

Oh c’est la vie

If you swear that I mean nothin' to ya Hand on heart — no, I can't do it for ya But if you're lying I'll be comin' for ya If you swear that I mean nothin' to ya Of all

the lows

Of all my highs

I just had to, had to make you mine

Of all the words

Of all our fights

It became the best years of my, the best years of my life

Oh, c’est la vie

If you swear that I mean nothin' to ya Hand on heart — no, I can't do it for ya But if you're lying I'll be comin' for ya If you swear I mean nothin' to ya If you swear

I mean nothin' to ya There's nothing I can do for ya If you're lying I'll be comin' for ya…

If you swear that I mean nothin' to ya Hand on heart — no, I can’t do it for ya But if you’re lying I’ll be comin' for ya Can you swear I mean nothin' to ya

I mean nothin' to ya