Amor Bipolar (feat. Mora)

Sometimes we love each other, sometimes we hate each other
Hot in the winter, cold in the summer
And since I can be an angel, I can also be the devil
The guy who takes care of you or the bastard who hurts you

And you always come back when you leave
It's your nature to play with my mind
I know that looking good stresses you out, a bipolar love
To lie has' skill, I can be the same (you already knew)

Your evil is evident, you are just like me
It was with my past relationship that I learned it
He's not going to play with me, I'm not a tateti
I'm giving you reasons to speak badly about me (you already knew)

Time flew by and you went with it
You saw me shine and you appeared
I don't know why you're writing to me, I even changed my cell phone
I say goodbye to ours, it was a pleasure

Time flew by and you went with it
You saw me shine and you appeared
I don't know why he's pulling me, if I even changed my cell phone
I say goodbye to ours, it was a pleasure

But you always come back when you leave
It's your nature to play with my mind
I know that looking good stresses you out, a bipolar love
To lie has' skill, I can be the same

You were never real, nor were we and
Why fix something that was already broken?
Now I'm going to the disco and a couple of miles I explode
Those lies, bye, tell them to another

Because I don't believe you anymore (I believe)
Although I keep your pantyhose as a trophy
I know you haven't deleted the videos
But your pichaera, baby, I kick it, I weather it

And you turned when you saw that I was doing better
If you get out of my life, do me a favor
I had to lose to be a winner
My heart is hard, it doesn't feel the pain

And you turned when you saw that I was doing better
If you leave my life you do me a favor
I had to lose to be a winner
My heart is hard, it feels no pain

Sometimes we love each other, sometimes we hate each other
Hot in the winter, cold in the summer
And since I can be an angel, I can also be the devil
The guy who takes care of you or the bastard who hurts you

And you always come back when you leave
It's your nature to play with my mind
I know that looking good stresses you out, a bipolar love
To lie has' skill, I can be the same