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I'm sorry. 

Podría pedir disculpas y admitir que el que te fueras fue mi error.
Podría llamar y decirte que te extraño.

Escribo esto para recordarme que no quiero, que pedirte que regreses sería el verdadero error. Escribo para no llamar. Escribo para recordarme que no quiero regresar. 

So selfish. 


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And you were the king once.

But now I know I wasn't wrong.
I still miss you though.

-No creo que te sepas (o que te creas) que tan importante eras- 

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Lo que no sabías es que en el fondo estaba asustada. 
Siempre estuvo. 
Y cuando la tomaste, cuando se olvidó de todo. La mataste. 

Y si aunque la facha no ha cambiado. 
El miedo se hizo más grande. 

Well, if you think about it then you're a fool, yeah
'Cause you decide to believe in what we made up
And if I think about it, am I cool yet?
'Cause there's no lie like that lie that made us give up


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We were BOTH afraid.
Somehow you made me think it was just me.

I'm no longer holding on to US.

I wish you could see me now.

Y te di todo lo que podía dar. Nunca iba a ser suficiente. 

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A couple of things I should've asked last night (before going home with you):

  • Would  you like to dance?
  • How drunk are you?
  • Which kind of music do you like?
  • Do you like to travel?

  • How old are you?
Buenos días


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I really fell in love with you


I'm a bad habit that you can't shake 
Oh, I'm a hip swinger Oh,
I'm an earthquake 
So lonely, so sad 
So vicious, so mad 
Poor me, poor me, poor me

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The problem was that I didn't want any of this nor I knew how I got it.

I just want out.

Please leave me. Just leave me.
Because I wouldn't know how to leave you.
I wouldn't dare.