En mala hora

Like a ghost, you show up here,
And lay out your strategies,
I won’t deny I almost died for you,
But look, I survived.

You come back to me and expect my heart,
To turn to paper,
Understand this well, for you,
There are locks on my skin.

Your nights spin out of control if I’m not around,
You noticed at a bad time!,
That your world is a desert without my love,
You found out at a bad time!,
That your sky is still on strike for the sun
And you’re ready to say you’re sorry,
You realized at a bad time!.

And I don’t care how many kisses I gave you, 'cause your mouth is out of style,
I admit I was crazy for you, but I vanished.
You come back to me and expect me to break in two,
And surrender at your feet,
The hare aims for the hunter,
Today the story’s reversed.

Your nights spin out of control if I’m not around,
You noticed at a bad time!,
That your world is a desert without my love,
You found out at a bad time!,
That your sky is still on strike for the sun
And you’re ready to say you’re sorry,

I don’t know how many nights I dreamed of us meeting again,
Now that I have you here,
I don’t care anymore.

Your nights spin out of control if I’m not around,
You noticed at a bad time!,
That your world is a desert without my love,
You found out at a bad time!,
That your sky is still on strike for the sun
And you’re ready to say you’re sorry,
You realized at a bad time!