Terapeuta (feat. Jennifer e Stephany)

It's just a fling
And ten years of therapy, huh?

Hey, my therapist
Cancel all sessions for the whole week
Because today I opened Instagram, saw a picture of him, and didn't even like it
Finally, I had the courage to delete what was archived

Yeah, I think I finally am
What was it again? I forgot

I don't even remember that the end of his number was 97
I don't even remember that we met in 2017
I don't even remember what we were doing sweating in the backseat
And that's why I think I don't remember anymore
I don't even remember that my pillow used to smell like Malbec in the morning
I don't even remember picking you up at college in my pickup truck
I don't even remember what we were doing sweating in the backseat
And that's why I think I don't remember anymore

Yeah, I think I finally am
What was it again? I forgot, how do you say it? Oh well, right?

I don't even remember that the end of her number was 47
I don't even remember that we met in 2017
I don't remember what we were doing sweating in the backseat
And that's why I think I don't remember anymore
I don't even remember that I spent my Malbec-scented nights on my pillow
I don't even remember picking you up in my pickup truck
I don't even remember what we were doing sweating in the backseat
And that's why I think I don't remember anymore

Oh, it seems like I finally am
Forgot, forgot