Antes Que Sea Tarde
Estani
Before It's Too Late
And I think about what we were (nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah)
Ey
Eh, eh, eh, eh
Yeah
Thinking about what we were, even if we're not today
No more stories where I already know the ending
It doesn't matter what we did, or how much we love each other
Because there's no turning back from this
Thinking about what we were, even if we're not today
No more stories where I already know the ending
It doesn't matter what we did, or how much we love each other
Because there's no turning back from this (I am, I am, I am)
I'm lost in a hell and I don't know how to return
Looking good on the outside even if I'm not okay inside
What's the point of loving you if it's going to hurt in the end?
A shattered soul only thinks about blooming
And if everything goes well, we won't meet again
Although sometimes paths may cross
You broke me into a thousand pieces and I don't wish you harm
I just seek a way out to be able to forget
Thinking about what we were, even if we're not today
No more stories where I already know the ending
It doesn't matter what we did, or how much we love each other
Because there's no turning back from this
Thinking about what we were, even if we're not today
No more stories where I already know the ending
It doesn't matter what we did, or how much we love each other
Because there's no turning back from this
Thinking about what
(No more stories where I already know the ending)
(It doesn't matter what)
(Because there's no turning back from this)
There's no turning back, I don't know
If this time I'll be able to make it because
They knock on the door and I'm waiting to see you
Then I wake up and everything starts all over again (and if, and if, and if)
And if everything goes well, we won't meet again
Although sometimes paths may cross
You broke me into a thousand pieces and I don't wish you harm
I just seek a way out to be able to forget
Thinking about what we were, even if we're not today
No more stories where I already know the ending
It doesn't matter what we did, or how much we love each other
Because there's no turning back from this
Thinking about what we were, even if we're not today
No more stories where I already know the ending
It doesn't matter what we did, or how much we love each other
Because there's no turning back from this
Thinking about what
(No more stories where I already know the ending)
(It doesn't matter what)
(Because there's no turning back from this)
I'm lost in a hell and I don't know how to return
Looking good on the outside even if I'm not okay inside
What's the point of loving you if it's going to hurt in the end?
A shattered soul only thinks about blooming