Lyrics of Fu Peijia's "there are limits to being friends"(fu pei jia zuo peng you ye you jie xian ge ci )

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What can we talk about when the topic is gone

Still wasting time

Some don't have the news and gossip

I'm tired. I'm going to sleep

Hands on the phone line

Fortunately, tomorrow is Sunday

You are lovelorn, I am insomnia

There's a limit to being friends

Please, you can tell I'm being perfunctory

You have no idea about time

Until midnight

For three days and three nights

Who's pathetic about my eyes

I cried with you and made you laugh

My eyelids are falling off

I can sleep. It's all morning

Chinese PinYin : Fu Pei Jia Zuo Peng You Ye You Jie Xian Ge Ci