Deve Ter Sido Eu
Clarice Falcão
It Must Have Been Me
I no longer love you
But I still hate this girl
I’ve already thrown away your sneakers, your coat, and your lighter
But I know that if by some magic
Her dish comes with peanuts and she's allergic
And the cook just keeps saying: Where's the logic?
If she ends up in the hospital very sick
It must have been me
I no longer love you
But I still hate this girl
I no longer know your car's license plate
I don’t remember your scent
But I know that on a fateful afternoon
If she suddenly trips on Joana Angélica
And everyone around laughs
How pathetic if she begs the heavens in vain
To sink into the ground
It must have been me
My heart has stopped stopping for you
I now respond with the voice of someone normal
She appears, my body starts to boil
Like the rabbit from the guy in Fatal Attraction
By the way, this plan is not bad
I no longer love you
But I still hate this girl
I no longer know if your birthday was really in February
But I know that on a bucolic day
She gets dressed and goes out under a fantastic Sun
And lo and behold, a historic lightning strikes her
Splitting her body in two
And only dust remains afterwards
It must have been God