Idiota

Idiot, he's a perfect idiot and I know it all too well
I don’t even want to remember, what I loved doesn’t matter now
I’m paying dearly for what I felt for him

The notes... The notes of my song are crying my pain
The marks he left on my skin, they taste bitter, not sweet
I can’t believe he thinks I’ll go back to him

I can’t forgive him, I’m scared he’ll do the same to me again
I’m afraid of going crazy, it’s better if there’s a chasm between us

I caught him cheating on me, I saw him drinking honey from another’s skin
I cry with rage explaining that I don’t even dare to look at his face
His hypocritical face saying he didn’t know how it happened

I caught him cheating on me, I saw him tearing my dreams like paper
His betrayal burns in my veins, it’s ripping my heart out
And even though he opened my eyes, today I can only see that I’m better off
Without him

The notes... The notes of my song are crying my pain
The marks he left on my skin, they taste bitter, not sweet
I can’t believe he thinks I’ll go back to him

I don’t want to forgive him, I don’t want to cry anymore
It’s the same old story
Now he has to understand that I’m a strong woman
Now it’s different

I caught him cheating on me, I saw him drinking honey from another’s skin
I cry with rage explaining that I don’t even dare to look at his face
Hypocrite saying he didn’t know how it happened

I caught him cheating on me, I saw him tearing my dreams like paper
His betrayal burns in my veins, it’s ripping my heart out
And even though he opened my eyes, today I can only see
That I’m better off without him

That I’m better off without him