Você Me Faz Mal

Your fame I already knew
But the fool kept looking for you
It wasn't for lack of warning
The risk of screwing up was very high
I tried, and liked it, but I got hurt
You make love without using your heart
Next time I'll say no

You make me sick, but in a pleasurable way
You hurt me, use and abuse me, and I scream again
You make me sick, you have no feelings
You kill me slowly, do it gently, you have the talent
The no I had in my mouth, you silenced it with a kiss
I tried, and liked it, but I got hurt
You make love without using your heart

Next time I'll say no
You make me sick, but in a pleasurable way
You hurt me, use and abuse me, and I scream again
You make me sick, you have no feelings
You kill me slowly, do it gently, you have the talent
The no I had in my mouth, you silenced it with a kiss