If you, if you could return don't let it burn don't let it fade i'm sure i'm not being rude but it's just your attitude it's tearing me apart it's ruining every day for me i swore i would be true and fellow, so did you so why were you holding her hand? is that the way we stand? were you lying all the time? was it just a game to you? but i'm in so deep you know i'm such a fool for you you've got me wrapped around your finger... do you have to let it linger? do you have to...do you have to...do have to let it linger?
Que se arruinen los canales de noticias (con lo mucho que odio la televisión), Que se vuelvan anticuadas las sonrisas, y se extingan todas las puestas de sol, Que se supriman las doctrinas y deberes, que se terminen las peliculas de acción, Que se destruyan en el mundo los placeres, y que se escriba hoy una ultima canción, Pero que me quedes tú y me quede tu abrazo, y el beso que inventas cada día, Y que me quede aquí después del ocaso, para siempre tu melancolía, Por que yo si que dependo de tí, y si me quedas tú, me queda la vida, Que desaparescan todos los vecinos, y se coman las sobras de mi inocencia, Que se vayan uno a uno los amigos, y acribillen mi pedazo de conciencia, Que se consuman las palabras en los labios, que contaminen todo el agua del planeta, O que renuncien los filántropos y sabios, y que se muera hoy hasta el último poeta , Pero que me quedes tú y me quede tu abrazo, y el beso que inventas cada día, Y que me quede aquí después del ocaso, para siempre tu melancolía, Por que yo si que dependo de tí, y si me quedas tú, me queda la vida, Pero que me quedes tú y me quede tu abrazo, y el beso que inventas cada día, Y que me quede aquí después del ocaso, para siempre tu melancolía, Por que yo si que dependo de tí, y si me quedas tú, me queda la vida
Sappy pathetic little me that was the girl i used to be you had me on my knees i'd trade you places any day i'd never thought you could be that way but you looked like me on sunday you came in with the breeze on sunday morning you sure have changed since yesterday without any warning i thought i knew you i thought i knew you i thought i knew you well. . . so well you're trying my shoes on for a change they look so good but fit so strange out of fashion, so i can complain i know who i am? , but who are you you're not looking like you used to you're on the other side of the mirror so nothing's looking quite as clear thank you for turning on the light sthank you, now you're the parasite i didn't think you had it in you and now you're looking like i used to! you came in with the breeze on sunday morning you sure have changed since yesterday without any warningand you want me badly you cannot have me i thought i knew you but i've got a new view i thought i knew you well . . . oh well