Desesperado

Wet morning
The soaked leaves, the crystal sky
The greasy plate
The scrambled eggs, your pillow there
Sunday, bohemian, it was just you and me

And you, who are leaving, right at the
Best moment you come and go
And here I am, broken, damaged
A little desperate

Hungry, salty
They say obsessed
I follow you everywhere

I look at every photo, I follow who you're with
I see the comments, I see what you like
I check the places, I look for any proof that you're not happy
My case is serious, it's worthy of study

And you, who are leaving, right at the
Best moment you come and go
And here I am, broken, damaged
A little desperate

I know it's not right
To live like this, chasing you
But it's not in my hands
I'm desperate without your love

And now you, who are leaving
At the best moment you come and go
And here I am, hungry, salty, intense, stubborn
Sad, drowned, somewhat disoriented
Broken, damaged, and a little desperate