Con Cartitas

With little letters and words
A woman falls in love
When they feel lost
They start to despise us.

My girlfriend gave me a letter
Trying to forget me
What did that girl think
That I would beg her.

What did that girl think
That I would beg her
I've had better ones
And treated them badly.

I've had better ones
And treated them badly
Even more so that shorty
That I'm starting to fall for today.

There goes the farewell
I'll leave it there
Whoever doesn't want to see me
I won't look at them either.