CUÉNTALE
Quevedo
TELL HIM
Tell him
What we used to do in bed, you and me
And talk to him
About the pain when we said goodbye
And tell him
What we used to do in bed, you and me
And talk to him
About the pain when we said goodbye
Since you’ve been gone, everything hurts, babe
The others don’t fill me up
There’s no way to forget you
Since you’ve been gone, the neighbor downstairs has leaks
From all the tears
Baby, our chapter isn’t over
No matter how much I turn the page
Fame doesn’t fill even half
Of what you used to do, empty souls
Separated by what once brought us together
Time made you so distant and so cold
You’re the Russian roulette of a stray bullet
I know you’re happy with someone else, babe
But you don’t love him like you loved me, girl
No matter how much I look for someone new
Tell me who’s the only one that takes you to heaven
I do it with another, imagining your face
You have me in front of you, aim and shoot
But there’s no bullet that stops me from liking the bad girl
The room is full, but you’re missing
You’re missing
You’re missing
No one distracts me, everything’s hard if you’re not here
You’re missing
You’re missing
Tell him
What we used to do in bed, you and me
And talk to him
About the pain when we said goodbye
And tell him
What we used to do in bed, you and me
And talk to him
About the pain when we said goodbye
But I found the rose I was looking for in your thorn
Says she likes that I look like a son of ruin
And I’m so starved for affection and she’s lacking self-esteem
I’d rather be dead than alive, if it’s not with you on top
Tell him
What we used to do in bed, you and me
And talk to him
About the pain when we said goodbye
And tell him
What we used to do in bed, you and me
And talk to him
About the pain when we said goodbye