Embustero
Joan Sebastian
Liar
Poets, I need the most honest verse
So she'll believe, oh, oh, oh, how much I love her
Painters, urgently, a good portrait of my soul
So she sees it’s not just a fling
She doesn’t believe what I say
And I’m paying a heavy price
I swear to God as my witness
And she, she says: What a nerve!
She says I’m a liar, that I don’t love her
And I shout: I need you!
She says I’m a player, and I won’t deny it
Hey, woman, that was yesterday
Philosophers of the world, sell me a thought
And let her buy my truth, I’m not lying
Doctors in cardio-spiritual issues
Prescribe me all your love for my troubles
She doesn’t believe what I say
And I’m paying a heavy price
I swear to God as my witness
And she, she says: What a nerve!
She says I’m a liar, that I don’t love her
And I shout: I need you!
She says I’m a player, and I won’t deny it
Hey, woman, that was yesterday
She says I’m a liar, that I don’t love her
And I shout: I need you!
She says I’m a player, and I won’t deny it
Hey, woman, that was yesterday
