q te vaya bonito

I hope it goes well for you
And that you find something real
I'll be looking for you, I admit it
Never wishing to find you

But what does it matter what I say
If you'll never listen to me
The way out will appear
When I get rid of every memory
That is wasted time
Crying over an emptiness
That you were never going to fill

Out, out of here
Fly, fly
Get out of my head
Sometimes I want to think
That you miss me
And I'm just extra
Baby, it's fun
To play at forgetting you
But at the end of the river, the sea will always be there

But what does it matter what I say
If you'll never listen to me
The way out will appear

Out, out of here
Fly, fly away from me
Out, out of here
Fly, fly away from me

Get out of my head
Sometimes I want to think
That you miss me
And I'm just extra
Baby, it's fun
To play at forgetting you
But at the end of the river, the sea will always be there
The sea will always be there
I hope it goes well for you