Párteme La Cara (part. C. Tangana)

Better give me another puff
Or break my face
Or lie to me and tell me you love me
That everything is fine, that nothing has changed

I sleep with the chain well put on
Because I think of the nights I dreamed of its weight
And because the rest of the things that matter went with you
I'm tired of the first place
I don't want to be better than the rest anymore
Because all the things that matter went with you

Better don't tell me anything
I don't want more words
Remember well that you have me
When you want, come here, nothing happened

Better give me another puff
Or break my face
Or lie to me and tell me you love me
That everything is fine, that nothing has changed

I toast to the nights and cry in the mornings
And I write good things about some bad girls
Especially when they have already left
Guccis in the closet, a hundred thousand in one night
The life you wanted; the Lambos and the Porsches
And all so that in the end you left

Better don't tell me anything
I don't want more words
Remember well that you have me
When you want, come here, nothing happened

Better give me another puff
Or break my face
Or lie to me and tell me you love me
That everything is fine, that nothing has changed