Despertar Con El Corazón Roto
Corina Smith
Waking Up With a Broken Heart
They don't seem like my things
That of trusting, blindly loving
But it's that I would give my life for you
And I thought you'd do the same
And here I am doing everything right
I swear, I swear for the first time
And you selling yourself so faithful
It cost dearly, the shot to the chest
But what hurts the most
Is waking up with a broken heart
I couldn't sleep at all
Every night just looking at your photo
Thinking where you might be
If I'm in this bed where you'll sleep, eh
Nothing hurts more than this broken heart (broken)
The only thing that hurts more than a broken heart upon waking
Is to see that there's not a single message here on my phone
How hard could it be to tell me the truth
You don't even bother to call
To at least apologize
Since you couldn't do it to my face
But seeing your face, that was a joke
Because it was my foolish face that you saw
After so many lies, you have nothing to say
I packed my bags
I got in the Raptor
Before leaving, I took your lighter and your weed
And I got off at the stop
To catch some leaves
And the cashier says: You're so pretty, why are you crying?
And what am I going to say?
If you didn't even go after me
I arrived at the hotel, checked in
But what hurts the most
Is waking up with a broken heart
I couldn't sleep at all
Every night just looking at your photo
Thinking where you might be
If I'm in this bed where you'll sleep
Nothing hurts more
And by the way, thanks for the PTSD
You, sleep peacefully, yes
Because this hasn't been done to you yet
And hopefully it won't, you won't handle it
Because what hurts the most
Is waking up with a broken heart
I couldn't sleep at all (I couldn't sleep at all)
All night just looking at your photo
In the room crying
I just can't believe it
When I think of something else
I close my eyes and go back
I tried and I can't be
Alone and I don't want to look
Because I think it's you when the phone lights up
It's Corina, baby
How many times have I looked at my phone
Thank you for calling