Memoria Rota (feat. Myke Towers)

I know you think that I'm a dirty
That I only use women and that I'm the worst
I know I don't deserve you to listen to me
That neither with flowers nor teddy bears I win back your heart

I have a broken memory from remembering you so much (from remembering you so much)
For looking for roses that I can no longer give you (oah)
I have a broken memory from remembering you so much (from remembering you so much)
For looking for roses that I can no longer give you

I have to give you a garden and even though I know I lost you
You were the forbidden fruit, but I bit your mouth
When I saw you talking to another, I didn't even dare
I know now why you used all the time I gave you
It's hard to love blindly
There's another one now locking himself in your room
One knowing he lost you is jealous
I curse the third parties that caused you to leave
I have to find another lady
It was false promises, women get tired
Neither roses nor chocolates nor Sad Sam's teddy bears
Will make you change your mind
But the cravings don't disappear even if I'm far away
And I know that because I don't use Instagram
You think I'm not looking for you and that I could forget you
Faith must be had and I refuse
If I failed you, well, I apologize, no one takes your place (haha)

I have a broken memory from remembering you so much (from remembering you so much)
For looking for roses that I can no longer give you
I have a broken memory from remembering you so much (from remembering you so much)
For looking for roses that I can no longer give you

(Austin, baby)
Tu-tu-tu, that's how it sounds when I call you (ah)
Tu-tu-tu, you never answer when we fight (wow)
I just want you to come back
So you can kiss me a million times (yape)
The days are cold if you don't show up (ouch!)
And I'm not going to lie to myself so you come out of your house and kick me out
Every time I mess up, you'll make me pay dearly (yes)
I'm not going to lie to myself so you put me in check again
If you ate my bishop, you won the game again (arcangel, pa')

I have a broken memory from remembering you so much
For looking for roses that I can no longer give you
I have a broken memory from remembering you so much
For looking for roses that I can no longer give you

Arcangel, pa'
Austin, baby
Myke Towers
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