A Guerra de Rosas
Camané
The War of Roses
You left without saying goodbye or anything
You pretended all the blame was mine
You said I had ruined my life
And I shouted from the stairs for you to die alone
You came back without even apologizing
You asked why I had cried
I didn't answer, but when I saw you smile
I said I was sad because you had returned
Angry, you emptied my closet
And nothing was left of my favorite record
Out of rage, I tore up your diary
Turned your bag upside down
Ruined your dress
You burned my favorite dinner
Left my champagne to sour
And when I cooked the parakeet to drown out your scream, I started to sing
You smoked and I couldn't stand the smell
You insisted on lighting a cigarette for me
And when you offered me a lighter
I threw an ashtray at you
I hid the car keys
Didn't want you to watch TV
On Portugal's game days
You rooted against our team, if I watched an action movie you changed the channel
You wanted me to go with you to the bar
You only went if I didn't go with you
I left to avoid putting up with you
You stayed dancing with my best friend
You teased me because I didn't want to drink
You scolded me for being a wet blanket
I went to the party without telling you, never found out if you stayed home
You gave the doorman my clothes
Found out I had given him your robe
I gave your ring to the neighbor out of the esteem I had for her
You offered her my dog
You kept reading your love novel
Knowing I didn't like the story
On the day you were going to send it to the editor, I went to your computer and erased it from memory
If you cooked, I always ate out
You swore I would pay for it
Here on the street, you kept telling me all the time
That when I left
You were left with the suitcases
After those infernal years
We were both a closed case
Thinking it was too much, we swore never again, each went their separate ways
In the dark, you insist that I'm no good
I swear the best part is missing
The kiss ends your protest, tomorrow I'll tell you the rest
Goodnight my love!