Días Tristes (part. Carla Morrison)

Ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah

This is what I chose
I wanted to live in a fantasy
How beautiful is the illusion
Feeling something new every day

Hundreds of miles away
And I can't forget (oh-oh)
What you make me feel
How you make me think

I, who was doing just fine
Dodging the sad days
With no reason to cry
You came and sold me on it

Not leaving me alone, all your attention
Being my eyes, even when they fail me
I, who was doing just fine

It's an obsession, something that intoxicates
This isn't love, don't contradict yourself
They told me about you, yeah, I paid attention
But you were worse than they said

Hundreds of miles away
And I can't forget (I can't)
What you make me feel
What you make me think

I, who was doing just fine
Dodging the sad days
With no reason to cry (cry)
You came and sold me on it

I can't be alone, you have control
Of my eyes, even when they fail me
I, who was doing just fine, -i-i-i, -i-i-i

Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah (sad days)
Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah (sad days)
Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah (sad days)
Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah (sad days)
Ah-ah-ah-ah

It's an obsession (sad days)
I don't know if it's love (sad days)
It's an obsession (sad days)
I don't know if it's love (sad days)