Sentido Común

You are stealing hours of sleep from me,
I am lying to myself and I believe it,
but the way I am loving you,
has no measure and has no time.

I am vulnerable when I find you,
and the words fly away with time.
Forgetting everything is not an option.
Why do you always ask me for what I don't have?

I have asked myself so many times, who am I to you,
and what place do I hold in your life.
And sometimes I look at you and it seems like I do,
but there are other times I would have preferred to never notice you.
Never notice you, never you.

Sometimes I fill with anger,
sometimes I don't even want to see you,
sometimes the only thing that would calm me down is hitting you very hard.
Hitting you very hard, hitting you very hard.
Sometimes hitting you very hard calms me down.

You are stealing hours of sleep from me,
I am lying to myself and I believe it,
but the way I am loving you,
has no memory and has no time.