Mentira (part. Oscar Larroca)

You know you were for me
The light in my crazy head
The reason for my poor life
That you fed with love yesterday

Little rag doll
That I adored so purely
And you pretended to love me
Lie, lie
You have no forgiveness

You asked me what are
The reasons why you
Broke my happiness

For what fatal reason
You caused me so much pain

I'm not here to beg
For affection that maybe
You gave to someone else
Like you did to me

And I don't regret
Loving you like this

And to think
That I saw you tremble
With love
In my arms as a man
That I heard
Swear me eternal love
By everything that's sacred
For your dear old mom
May God keep her in glory

And it was all lies
Lies, lies
From a wicked woman