Modo de Dizer
Jão
A Way of Speaking
I understand your remorse
The things I said
Are, indeed, hard to hear
I can't control my anger and I speak
Anything to make you just stay here
It hurt you, I know, it hurt me too
But can we admit that nothing out there
Is quite as delightful as this, my dear?
So, lie on my chest, come back awkwardly
I pretend, and you pretend not to see
And when I said: I hate you, baby
It was just a way of speaking
Think twice, walk past me
We understand each other unintentionally
And when I said: I'm not coming back, baby
It was just a way of speaking
I came back
I came back
I came back
I came back
Depending on what I say
It might even make the news
That at this age, it's a bit late to be so sentimental
But I can't help it
If I never learned
Love and everything that hit deep, it's too late for me
Lie on my chest, come back awkwardly
I pretend, and you pretend not to see
And when I said: I hate you, baby
It was just a way of speaking
Think twice, walk past me
We understand each other unintentionally
And when I said: I'm not coming back, baby
It was just a way of speaking
I came back
I came back
I came back
I came back
Think twice, walk past me
We understand each other unintentionally
And when I said: I'm not coming back, baby
It was just a way of speaking
