Con El Cuerpo a La Mitad

Like a ship that last saw the open sea
Today I'm leaving to drown these sorrows
Most of the time I want to go far away
But I always end up in the same place.
I don’t know what happened, or what’s gonna happen
Two rounds in and I’m still feeling low
I can’t remember why she wanted to leave
Though I think I know why I’m here.
When I find the way out and come back home tonight
I’ll be waiting for you with my body halfway
I’ll give you all my life and if your laughter’s not there
I won’t just sit around, I’ll head back to the bar...
Maybe it’s because I’m just a screw-up
I never knew dates or years
But you see, it’s not a number or a month
That says, maybe, if I forgot her.
It’s not a sad ending, 'cause I brought it on myself
Among newspapers, I sleep just fine
Just ask that you cross the pond without him
That you come close one day and come see me.