Buquê de Espinhos

Look at this, what is this?
What a unfinished face
You are the reflection of the unloved woman
And that makeup on the sink
These are lies that you pass on
But there's no point in hiding dark circles
And run after the cause

You're dating, but you live alone
Where he is at these hours, only God knows
You are diminishing yourself
To enter the life of someone who doesn't fit you
I'm in front of the mirror telling myself some truths

If it makes you suffer, it's not love
If it makes you cry, it has no feelings
If you have to ask to stay, it's because it ended a long time ago

He never disguised himself
It's you who isn't seeing
That he is a bouquet of thorns without a flower
Why is the flower crying in the bathroom

You're dating, but you live alone
Where he is at these hours, only God knows
You are diminishing yourself
To enter the life of someone who doesn't fit you
I'm in front of the mirror telling myself some truths

If it makes you suffer, it's not love
If it makes you cry, it has no feelings
If you have to ask to stay, it's because it ended a long time ago

He never disguised himself
It's you who isn't seeing
That he is a bouquet of thorns without a flower
Why is the flower crying in the bathroom

If it makes you suffer, it's not love
If it makes you cry, it has no feelings
If you have to ask to stay, it's because it ended a long time ago

He never disguised himself
It's you who isn't seeing
That he is a bouquet of thorns without a flower
Why is the flower crying in the bathroom

He is a bouquet of thorns without a flower
Why is the flower crying in the bathroom