Me Quedé Sin Ego

It's too late
Don't come to ask for forgiveness
I won't go back with you even if you make a clone
They say you're easier than lighting a blunt
It's too late
Sorry for the expression, you're a son of a bitch
You deceive men and enjoy sex
And I was like a drug dealer sharing the route

And I cried for you
And I ran out of ego
And he trying to love you and for you it was all a game
There are no ashes left even under the fire
And I cried for you
And I ran out of ego
And he trying to love you and for you it was all a game
There are no ashes left even under the fire (baby)

You're an adventure, but without Romeo
You're a full comb in the shootout
And you make even atheists believe
And even in my dreams at night I see you

What I have with you is an addiction
But you drive me crazy
Every time I get out of the hole
I come back and fall into the abyss

And I cried for you
And I ran out of ego
And he trying to love you and for you it was all a game
There are no ashes left even under the fire

And I cried for you
And I ran out of ego
And he trying to love you and for you it was all a game
There are no ashes left even under the fire

Eh-eh