Sin Rencor

You told me we needed to talk
That you needed some time
And I don't want to be like all the ex's

Wishing some harm to an old love
I wish you the best

I hope the lights go out in your house and
You run out of water

That you can't shower, let alone put on makeup
That you're left without a maid

That every time you smile, you get pimples
And boils on your buttocks

That no one loves you anymore, that your dog dies
That you go bald

That when you go out at night
Ready to have fun, you don't have
A skirt

That your car breaks down, that you crash into a pole
That your tires go flat

That your next boyfriend turns out to be a transvestite and goes out with
Your damn brother

That you become his confidante
So you can see how it feels to be screwed over

But let it be clear that I

Don't hold a grudge against you!