Te duele me duele
Ximena Sariñana
It hurts you, it hurts me
The footprints that remained are just thorns
And I don't have to create the same seed
I don't have to yield to you, I don't want to ask you for anything
Just put your lips on my back
Loving you hurts, loving you hurts
And the darkness of the pavement, I don't even clean it from the floors
Remove your wart that I carry inside
I don't have to yield to you, without you I feel nothing
Break me into pieces under the pillow
Loving you hurts, loving you hurts
It hurts you, it hurts me
