Van Gogh (part. Mala Rodríguez)

Why can't I forget you?
When I’ve always been cold-hearted
I don’t get why to this day
The art of forgetting you is still a mess

A spiraling dream
To breathe you in once more

I still remember you and all that craziness
I can’t forget with the years
I don’t know if it was love or just a fling
How come we seem so strange?

I move it, I move it, you know it’s mine
Years went by, and I stayed asleep
Touched, sunk, disappeared
When you see me, you don’t say a peep
I learned to delete, now Mala’s in charge
No matter how rough it gets, I don’t want a blanket
Two drums and Holy Week, yeah-yeah

I liked the ridiculous things I did
To bring you up to my level
You always acting like a fool
I, without meaning to, made you mine

Never needed to cry
Never needed to miss
Never needed to win
Just you and me, tequila, sun, and salt

I still remember you and all that craziness
I can’t forget with the years
I don’t know if it was love or just a fling
How come we seem so strange?

We let it all go
And I start to think about what we lacked
My kisses painted your body
Like a landscape by Van Gogh
With me, you looked beautiful
You went far away, and that hurt me

I still remember you and all that craziness
I can’t forget with the years
I don’t know if it was love or just a fling
How come we seem so strange?

(And all that craziness)
(I can’t forget with the years)
(I don’t know if it was love or just a fling)
(To breathe you in again, how come we seem so strange?)

A fling
No