La mala vida

What I didn’t say yesterday, I feel today
and even though time passes, it’s not better
I just fear that living in dreams
in the end, I’ll find suffering enjoyable.
What you said yesterday, I remember today
I can still feel the echo of your voice
I think my pillow is tired
of hearing week after week that I’m sorry.
Every morning, tossing in bed
when I wake up,
today my bed calls for you, love.
I’m gonna live a bad life
you’ve turned me into a lost cause
I’m gonna live a bad life
emotionally wounded
I’m gonna live a bad life
you’ve turned me into a lost cause
bad life, the bad life.
Once for love, and once for jealousy
I’m jumping around with glasses of rum
if I call in the early morning
it’s just to hear your voice in the silence.
Every morning, tossing in bed when I wake up
today my bed calls for you, love.
I’m gonna live a bad life
you’ve turned me into a lost cause
I’m gonna live a bad life
emotionally wounded
I’m gonna live a bad life
you’ve turned me into a lost cause
bad life, the bad life.