Aquela Boca (part. Matheus Vargas)

Today I woke up to a message
Someone: Hey baby, where are you? I miss you
I feel bad about telling the truth

That I’m not reliable in love
I’m just a body that the street lent out
On any random night
And even if the person is amazing
I won’t stick around, I’m love for just a few hours
I’m from the streets and she wants me back

That mouth that kissed me non-stop
That almost devoured me whole
That just about made love on the ceiling
Doesn’t know yet that I’m no good

That mouth that kissed me non-stop
That almost devoured me whole
That caught me with so much feeling
Doesn’t know the danger she’s in

My heart can’t fit anyone inside