Clavaito (part. Abraham Mateo)

And you're still stuck
(So stuck it hurts)
(So stuck it feels good)
(So stuck it hurts)
Being far from you scares me

You look so good with her
And it's not that I'm not happy for you
Here I am behind a bottle
Which gives me the courage to say

That my smile is rehearsed, just like my gaze
Inside I'm crying for you (oh, oh, oh)
I walk down the street alone with a cold that not even in the North Pole
Thinking you're coming for me

And you're still stuck
So stuck it hurts (stuck)
So stuck it feels good (stuck)
So stuck it hurts (stuck)
Being far from you scares me

(Stuck)
(Stu-stuck)
(Stu-stuck)
(And you're still stuck)
(Stu-stuck)
(Stu-stuck)

You look good with her and it's not true
And, even if you don't believe me, I'm still after you
And I clear the history when I search for you
I'm also the one who calls you in secret

That my smile is rehearsed, just like my gaze
Inside I'm crying for you (oh-oh-oh)
I walk down the street alone, same poppy perfume
Thinking you're coming for me

And you're still stuck
So stuck it hurts (stuck)
So stuck it feels good (stuck)
So stuck it hurts (stuck)
Being far from you scares me

And you're still stuck
So stuck it hurts
So stuck it feels good
So stuck it hurts
Being far from you scares me

And you're still stuck
So stuck it hurts (stuck)
So stuck it feels good (stuck)
So stuck it hurts (stuck)
Being far from you scares me

(Stuck)
(Stu-stuck)
(Stu-stuck)
(And you're still stuck)
(Stu-stuck)
(Stu-stuck)

And you're still stuck