Demasiadas Mujeres

Paraded in Milan
With 21 Prada campaigns and now he sleeps here
I look at her thinking how long it will take for her to start hating
The way I love her so badly, my way of running away
that I can't stop

I haven't forgotten the smell of the one I fucked
In the bathroom of a drunken joint in Berlin
Listening to techno that made me push her like an animal
Music from hell that will play on the day of my funeral
I still remember you

too many women
too many women
too many women
too many women
too many women
too many women
too many women
too many women

An unopened WhatsApp
Talking about things that don't say anything to see if you're still
Drunk in Miami flying to LA or back in Madrid
Tell me things that won't hurt me, when will you come back?
What time is it over there

I can't forget what he told me
That always forever would be for me
The one that said that only one night and then there were no more
Of the one that left with my desire to love, my desire to live
I haven't found them again

too many women
too many women
too many women
too many women
too many women
too many women
too many women
too many women