Miénteme

Lie to me.
Tell me that you love me.
Now you’re out every night
hooking up with everyone, guys and girls.
So just lie to me,
tell me that you love me.
The world will be a paradise
when the day finally comes that you let me go.
Lie to me.
Tell me that you love me.
Like a forgotten dream,
tied to the past, that’s what you are.
Life’s keeping score,
your sins in secret,
don’t tell anyone.
At night, she’s getting it on in the subway.
Lie to me.
You’re driving me crazy.
You say: I love you for who you are,
but that doesn’t last long.
So just lie to me,
deceive me with the truth, the reason.
That way you lose yourself with your words,
but you save yourself with your heart.
Lie to me.
Now I don’t even want to see you.
Forgetting you is believing in life,
forgetting you is beating death.
Life’s keeping score,
your sins in secret,
don’t tell anyone.
Now at night, she’s hitting the streets in the subway.