soy ignorante en las razones y deberes de tu corazón, sin importar que tan abierto tengas el pecho.
estoy cansado de estas mismas caras, en particular de mi cara.
hay días en que solo quiero ver tus ojos y los de nadie más,
oir solo tu voz y la de nadie más.
i just need to get the fuck out,
im sorry there is not a red carpet at the entrance of my tent.
i offer adventures, but you dont like my style of adventure... im sure you did at some point in your life and had enough of it.
you have done so much more... i feel i´ve been left behind.
if you have decided not to look at me anymore i can only ask you one thing:
dont you ever stop looking! the day we stop looking is the day we start lossing our sight.
so i beg you please, find someone else to look at.
sometimes it feels as if there was something hidden and everyone knows about it... i even know about it, even though i dont know what it is.
I dont want this, you dont want this either right?
You cant possibly want something as cold as my lips on your forehead.
I need a companion, a friend... we are not friends... friends talk a lot more than we do. we are not lovers eighter...
My heart was fractured by you long time ago. It was fractured by that same snake tongue you suck me with.
i might expect too much, i might never, ever be satisfied with you.
i say all this hoping you notice we have fail.
