Viernes 13 VIII

If I had known, it was a lie
It would have remained the same
Thinking that at some point
You would change

If I had known the harm you would do to me
It would have remained the same
Justifying that love requires courage

No quería decir, adios
I got used to suffering, your love

You are everything to me and I am nothing to you
Or get here

Please sweetheart
And forget about her
Find a way
To erase it, to take it out
Do me that favor

Please sweetheart
That you should let her go
You can't change it

This is told to you by someone who has tried a thousand times
And I can't do it

I got used to suffering, your love
It would have remained the same
Why I preferred a lie
Before I lose you

You are everything to me and I am nothing to you
I got used to suffering, your love

Or get here
Please sweetheart

That you should let her go
Find a way
To erase it, to take it out
Do me that favor
Do me that favor

That you should let her go
You can't change it
This is told to you by someone who has tried a thousand times

This is told to you by someone who has tried a thousand times
And I can't do it

And I can't do it
And I can't do it

That you should let her go
You can't change it
This is told to you by someone who has tried a thousand times

This is being told to you by someone who has tried it a thousand times