3 Meses

Do you remember when we were seventeen
We kissed in the living room, babe?
Do you remember the hiding spot
We used to get handsy, you and I, baby?

Do you remember all of that?
Damn it, babe
I thought you were my woman
Hurts a lot to see you now with him
That doesn't feel right

Mama, that's not fair
Mama, that's not fair
That you're already with someone after three months

Mama, that's not fair, no, no
That's not fair
That you're already going out with someone after three months, no

I feel pathetic
I feel like everything was a malicious, Machiavellian plan
It's unethical, tell me what got into you
You just wanted a visa to Mexico
And tell me if it's not true

If you never loved me, why did you get involved?
Mama, because that's not right
Hey, so many things we did and said
We even sought asylum
We sought a fucking asylum

Mama, not like this
No

Hey, mama, that's not fair
Baby, that's not fair
That you're already with someone after three months

Mama, that's not fair, no, no
That's not fair
That you're already going out with someone after three months
No-no-no-no