Lo Que No Me Dices
Kimberley Tell
What You Don't Tell Me
You stained the bed
With indifference painted on your face
And it hurts
Eyes to the ceiling, absent
This place doesn't belong to you
And it hurts
At least I know I won't come looking for you again
At least I know I won't be back here
At least I know I won't join you again
To distance myself from me
What you don't tell me hurts
What you don't tell me hurts
What you don't tell me hurts
What you don't tell me hurts
And just like that, suddenly
You become someone virtual
Tired of the visible
I prefer the tangible
And just like that, suddenly
You become someone virtual
Tired of the visible
I prefer the tangible
At least I know I won't come looking for you again
At least I know I won't be back here
At least I know I won't join you again
To distance myself from me
And maybe I'm fooling myself saying
That I just want to have a good time
Tired of nights without mornings
Of nights that end in nothing
What you don't tell me hurts
What you don't tell me hurts
What you don't tell me hurts
What you don't tell me hurts
You stained the bed
With indifference painted on your face
And it hurts
