Same club but it feels just a little bit smaller now
Juve's Storia Di Un Grande Amore is on the radio but it don't sound the same
When our friends talk about you, all it does is just tear me down
'Cause my heart breaks a little when I hear your name
It all just sounds like [Manc accent] Arturoooooh
Mmm, too young, too dumb to realize
That I should've bought you flowers
And held your hand
Should've gave you all my hours
When I had the chance
Take you to every game
'Cause all you wanted to do was tackle
Now my baby's tackling
But he's tackling with another club
My pride, my ego, my needs, and my selfish ways
Caused a good strong player like you to walk out my life
Now I never, never get to clean up the mess I made
And it haunts me every time I close my eyes
Although it hurts
I'll be the first to say that I was wrong
Oh, I know I'm probably much too late
To try and apologize for my trasnfer market mistakes
But I just want you to know
I hope they buy you flowers
I hope they hold your hand
Give you all their hours
When they have the chance
Take you to every game
'Cause I remember how much you loved to tackle
Do all the things we should have done
When we were your club