Colpa Del Vino

I wake up thinking it's morning but it's three o'clock
Yesterday I drank and maybe I even gave the worst of me
I opened my eyes on the couch, still dressed
Drunk, I even lose control of my destiny
The blame will be on the wine, which is soporific
Or on my bed colder than the fridge
Much colder since you're not here
Since you told me a new chapter opens for me
And now I write my book alone
Maybe without a plot or title, and a ridiculous novel will come out
I don't care how many read it and what they say

At least I'll be free
You don't know
That the blame is not mine
It's the wine's fault
If I made a mess and then disappeared
You don't know
That the blame is not mine
But it's the wine's fault
If it's almost morning and I'm still out and texting you
Tonight I'm in bad company
You're not mine

I make your phone ring until voicemail picks up
I thought I didn't need you
But for certain things, you don't think before three
You tried to change me in a thousand ways
And sleeping together again and hurting is a bed of nails
Some things you choose like a dress
You bring back my destiny with the receipt
You've worn me out and torn me apart, and I didn't do it on purpose
Staggering in search of the woman who refunds me
And sometimes you feel ridiculous
Like when you're drunk and keep saying no and they convince you

And anything they tell you seems like pure gold
I write my book alone
But from tomorrow, there's a new chapter
You don't know, what?
That the blame is not mine
But it's the wine's fault if I made a mess and then disappeared
You don't know that the blame is not mine
But it's the wine's fault if it's almost morning and I'm still out and texting you
Tonight I'm in bad company
You're not mine
I make your phone ring until voicemail picks up