Despistado

It's eight o'clock and I have been dancing
inside my brain
a lethal hangover

I leave the bed thinking
I'm getting up
and what does it matter.

I light a cigarette and then
prepare the coffee
I can't stop thinking
why did you leave the day before yesterday.

(Here the intro or the chords)
Asking is for the wise
advises me the bathroom mirror
I wonder if I should
wonder why you left me

distracted, confused
obscured, depressed
Distracted, confused
obscured, depressed