Mi Buenos Aires

When you found me I was dancing on the ice
You thought that kissing is biting the same bait
And filling our hearts with poison, just a lesser evil

Before the escape and after the hugs
Before caresses turned into scratches
And so many years have passed since you left yesterday

Being just friends was your way of saying
Be happy, as long as it's not with me

You taught me that parting is sharing an arsenal
That it's not so bad to lose everything when there's so much to gain
Maybe I'll forget, maybe the sad thing is not being sad and not caring

Accounts that don't add up, dreams in red numbers
What attacks from behind while looking you in the eyes
I changed my skin, but your scar still speaks to me about you

Who made a misstep? Who walked among the mines?
Who thought the shot lasts longer than the wounds?
Who played with two decks at once for fear of losing?

Being just friends was your way of saying
Be happy, as long as it's not with me

You taught me that parting is sharing an arsenal
That it's not so bad to lose everything when there's so much to gain
Maybe I'll forget, maybe the sad thing is not being sad and not caring

My Buenos Aires, it was life, it was luck, it was goodbye
It was the streets where pink houses have no reason
It poured rain, but I lie to myself and say the Sun was shining

My Buenos Aires, it was life, it was luck, it was goodbye
It was the streets where pink houses have no reason
It poured rain, but I lie to myself and say the Sun was shining