Diferente

It's not that seeing you happy doesn't make me happy
It's not that I'm pretending to like seeing you smile
And it's not that I feel things out of place
It's just that liking you had pleased me more than I thought

And it's not that I want us to be two
It's just that I was already getting used to the idea of the two loneliest together
Fill my cup because today we all go out
And undress me like you used to on Saturdays

Without sheets, and with the room messy as always
Nervous because you're coming to see me
I feel strange because I never know what you feel
But you make me feel different

I know I'm selfish, I always have been
I always want more things than I ask of you
We agreed at eleven, everyone on the floor
If you say you're not coming, it won't be the same

Without sheets
And with the room messy as always
Nervous because you're coming to see me
I feel strange because I never know what you feel
But you make me feel different
Different

And you make me want more
Without the ideas in order as always
I only want you out of fear of losing you

And you did well in choosing my opponent
Because if you gave me what I ask for
If you were there when I write
I wouldn't feel different anymore