La Invitada
Chiara Oliver
The Guest
You see it only talks about us
And if only they knew how you touch me
With each note I get lost more
You see me pointing to the door
As if telling you to turn around
And stay a little longer
You know I talk about you
As if you were my friend
But we both know
That's not the case
Because in my bed
I pay what I owe
You are my guest
Because in my bed
There is no drama
If you don't see the light
You see it comes and goes as you please
I want you to know that you distract me
And I just want a little more
You see my lips know your secrets I feel
But you keep my script
You understand this is something more
You know I talk about you
As if you were my friend
But we both know
That's not the case
Because in my bed
I pay what I owe
You are my guest
Because in my bed
There is no drama
If you don't see the light