Por Lo Que No Dijiste

What are you going to do with everything you made me feel?
Here I am, sitting watching you think about yourself
What about me?
Today you're gone and you left me alone to figure out
What you didn't know how to say
You didn't know how to say it

What if it's too late to try?

Maybe it's because
I ruined it with you
By not knowing how to love
And I gave myself to you knowing that
You were going to hurt me, that
You were going to hurt me
You were going to hurt me, that
You were going to hurt me

I'm still here, so clumsy, but I'm telling the truth
Time is a prisoner of what we let slip by
Don't let me slip by

Maybe it's because
I ruined it with you
By knowing how to love
And I gave myself to you knowing that
You were going to hurt me
Maybe it was both of our faults, my love
For not knowing how to love each other
Could it be? That it wasn't me or you
And it was always going to hurt
It was always going to hurt
It was always going to hurt
It was always going to hurt