Mi Lista Negra

I know you're dying to find out what place you occupy in my head
And it doesn't let you sleep in peace to know if you're on my blacklist

In my list there are traitors
There are debtors, creditors, and grudges that were once loves
There are fake saviors dressed as preachers
There are saints and sinners, worse than rodents

My list is not easily swayed and if it were seen
It would provoke the most provocative of provocateurs

There are defamers and ungrateful ones
Those I did favors for and now act like they don't know (what?)
I put legislators from various parties
And it's known that some shine for having fewer lights than surnames

There are victorious losers and hardened dictators
Sorry to insist, but my list
Is for those outlaws the most feared of tumors

There's the weathervane who in a suit threw me in the ditch
It was a vendetta, for not telling him his fly was open
There are pimps from A to Z
There's Romeo, there's Juliet, the alpha and the beta
And the people whose names rhyme with -eta are getting restless
Damn it, Mendieta
If I dig, I see that my list has more grace than Greta

I know you're dying to find out what place you occupy in my head
And it doesn't let you sleep in peace to know if you're on my blacklist

In my list is that one, who didn't come back saying: I'm going to the bathroom and I'll be back
And there's that one who left with borrowed things saying: I'll return them to you
I absolve no one, nor am I complacent
In my list there's even a relative
And the crazy teacher who gave me liquor in kindergarten
My list is my confidant and is brave like Schindler's

There are people from the jet set, a Monet painting
A brand of champagne and cabernet, there's Ortega, there's Gasset
Not to sow discord, but in my list there's no reset
I tell you face to face

And if I bring out the scythe for the worst kind, I put the ID photo
And not even the strangest of creatures
Will manage to hang my list on the Internet

There's also Lisett
That friend of my mother who wanted me to do ballet
And when she found out I was, she said if I deleted her, she'd pay me the fee

When I read it, my guts twist, cobwebs are stirred
The air thickens and clouds and is cut with a Gillette
That's how it is, my list is more dangerous than a piranha in the bidet

I know you're dying to find out what place you occupy in my head
And it doesn't let you sleep in peace to know if you're on my blacklist

I review and see the classist boss
Who fired me because it arose in his behavior therapy
And for being opportunistic, he and his analyst are on my list
In my list there are people who crossed the line

Also there are those who weren't there
When I expected them to be there
And those who laughed at me when I fell, they're also here
My list is bitter and longer than the number pi

My list is my treatment in times of dejection
It's my hiding place and my breath in the face of suffering
It's my first and only commandment, it's a document
And in it are the names causing my suffering

I don't lie, my list is my instrument
And it doesn't know about considerations, so I'm sorry
Whether to show it or lend it
It's going to be harder than seeing the shadow of the wind