Que Mal

How bad
I get jealous of the same Moon because it can look at you
I wish I could ask it how you are
If you already
After having satisfied all your need for love in solitude
I have nothing left
You'll know
That thousands can write you those letters, but none are real
How bad

But if you leave, what then
Can you give me some time to process
That no matter how much I beg God, I can't forget you
And no matter how much I beg God, I can't love you

Maybe
If I start thinking about those good romantic things we once
Lived through and that time slipped away from us
My heart will
Find that calm it's been searching for for a while now and can't find
That at night makes me remember
That for a while now
You’ve been losing interest and you can’t deny that
How bad

But if you leave, what then
Can you give me some time to process
That no matter how much I beg God, I can't forget you
That no matter how much I beg God, I can't love you