Aún veo llover en tu mente, hace unos días que no te sale el sol.

He left no time to regret, kept his dick wet with his same old safe bet. Me and my head high and my tears dry, get on without my guy; You went back to what you knew so far removed from all that we went through. And I tread a troubled track, my odds are stacked. I'll go back to black. We only said goodbye with words, I died a hundred times, you go back to her and I go back to us. I love you much, it's not enough, you love blow and I love puff. We only said goodbye with words, I died a hundred times, you go back to her and I go back to black.

Estás muerto para mí, a partir de .... Ahora.