Basura

Sometimes one person's trash is another's treasure (ahh, ahh)
So it doesn't matter how they treated us before
Good thing we learned to recycle ourselves
So we don't waste time (so we don't waste time) from here on out

Very few know what they have until they lose it
Good thing I could take inventory with you
If I'm the leftover and you're the leftover of what others feel
Don't worry, you and I can complete each other (oh-oh, oh-oh)

When those who didn't take advantage of you see you
And made you feel small and then ghosted you
Oh, if the girls who left me see me
More broken than a mirror and never got fixed
With them it was trash, what is gold in your hands

Oh, how long did I wait for you? And now I see you exist
Tell me, why did you take so long? (Tell me, why did you take so long?) because you didn't see me before
I kept asking myself: why don't they value me?
Thinking it was them but it just wasn't my time yet
Waiting for you left my heart a bit worn out
Oh, stay in my life because you make it better

Oh, when those who didn't take advantage of you see you (ah)
And made you feel small and then ghosted you
Oh, if the girls who left me see me
More broken than a mirror and never got fixed
With them it was trash, what is gold in your hands

Uhmm, killing time (killing time)
Waiting for you to arrive (waiting for you to arrive)
I don't know how it happened that you looked at me, ah
I felt small (I felt small), worth nothing

Oh, when those who didn't take advantage of you see you (ah)
And made you feel small and then ghosted you
Oh, if the girls who left me see me
More broken than a mirror and never got fixed
With them it was trash, what is gold in your hands
With them it was trash, what is gold in your
Hands