A Chillar a Otra Parte

Of course I'm crying, oh did you expect
me to throw a party as a goodbye
and applaud you as you tear my life apart, or that
when you leave, I’d run to church to ask God to bless you.

No, I can’t forgive you, even though I love you with all
my heart, you force me to hate you. Today you laugh at me,
it doesn’t hurt you to leave me, but you’ll come back, and I warn you
I’m going to get my revenge.

You’re going to kiss the ground, I swear to God you’ll come
begging for forgiveness, and I have no doubt you’ll be
pleading for a kiss from my lips. Your skin will beg
for my hands to touch it. I know I’m going to enjoy
it when you come back crying; I’m going to laugh
at you as I see you crawling. You’ll regret ever
meeting me because today I declare myself your worst enemy,
and what you deserve for abandoning me is that when you return,
I’ll send you to scream somewhere else.

No, I can’t forgive you...

You’re going to kiss the ground...