Platônico
Clara Valverde
Platonic
Look at this perdition
I'm almost at the edge
From dragging my mattress
For your bedside
Do you really want all this?
Or is it just another delusion of mine?
In my head, I've already done all that
And actually nothing happened
You make me like this, it's chronic
I think it's platonic love
I tasted the taste that you and I have
You make me like this, it's ironic
I think it's platonic love
And actually nothing happened
In my head we were already
On the sofa in the living room, horizontally
I got lost in the middle of your face
But nothing happened, nothing happened
It's so crazy, I'm skipping steps
And by my reckoning it's going to be surreal
If you arrive with a kiss, I've already packed my bags
But nothing happened
You make me like this, it's chronic
I think it's platonic love
I tasted the taste that you and I have
You make me like this, it's ironic
I think it's platonic love
And actually nothing happened
(It's ironic)
(Platonic)
Look at this loss
I'm almost at the edge
From dragging my mattress
For your bedside
Do you really want all this?
Or is it just another delusion of mine?
In my head, I've already done all that
And actually nothing happened
You make me like this, it's chronic
I think it's platonic love
I tasted the taste that you and I have
You make me like this, it's ironic
I think it's platonic love
And actually nothing happened