Una Mala Elección
Calibre 50
A Bad Choice
Don't lie to yourself
You're wrong to think I'm an idiot
Everyone will get what they deserve
And God has your fate sealed
You felt like
Breaking my heart even though I love you
And I feel like breaking your neck
With the gold chains others give you
But well, no
I won't go to jail for messing with a damn dog
My heart is good and that's my comfort
I wanted to give you love
And you preferred the taste of a good Buchanan's
You got drunk, you cheated on me
Damn alcoholic, immature, wretched
The only thing the guy who carries you doesn't know
Is that he's blind because the line is long
You have more admirers with fancy cars
More badass than his
And who is about to lose you like me
Because loving you is a very bad choice
And that's as clear as it gets, little one
Pure caliber 50, listen, aaajay
But well, no
I won't go to jail for messing with a damn dog
My heart is good and that's my comfort
I wanted to give you love
And you preferred the taste of a good Buchanan's
You got drunk, you cheated on me
Damn alcoholic, immature, wretched
The only thing the guy who carries you doesn't know
Is that he's blind because the line is long
You have more admirers with fancy cars
More badass than his
And who is about to lose you like me
Because loving you is a very bad choice