Surfista

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You dropped a heart and that’s where we stayed
I didn’t know whether to keep going, if you were mad
(If I was bothering, if I was bothering)

One day I wrote to you 'cause I like you so much
And the next day you’re just messing with me
Do you know Berlin? Let’s grab a drink
You freaked out and told me you were working
I was left without the Three Wise Men

And fear won the game
She went to Jávea with a fucking surfer
I’ll be alone like an old lady without kids
Looking back, knowing I lost my life

I wrote to you again, said: Let’s meet on Thursday
I picked you up at Hortaleza 34
We went to Lua on Eduardo Dato street
We were nervous and barely had dinner

We drank a lot of wine and walked home
You grabbed my face, then we kissed
We went up to your place, spent some time on the terrace
I wanted to devour you and we moved to your room
I was so blocked

And fear won the game
She went to Jávea with a fucking surfer
I’ll be alone like an old lady without kids
Looking back, knowing I lost my life

I remember your little face, touching you and kissing
I slept dressed, there was no sex or fucking—
Six in the morning, totally in love
I couldn’t stop texting you, saying: I’m freaking out

The most beautiful energy you can imagine
I always remember you rolling a cigarette
We lived a few months stuck together
In bed, on the couch, and in the bathrooms
I felt cornered

And fear won the game
She went to Jávea with a fucking surfer
I’ll be alone like an old lady without kids
Looking back, knowing I lost my life

My fear showed up
You gave me an ultimatum
I went to the shrink, you jumped ship
It was like a movie that never got finished
Today I remembered you while I was touching myself

And fear won the game
She went to Jávea with a fucking surfer
I’ll be alone like an old lady without kids
Looking back, knowing I lost my life