Você Abusou

It hurts me, mistreats me and wants an apology
It retorts me, betrays me and wants forgiveness
It offends me, hurts me and is not at fault
Jesus Christ, I don't know who is right

This fire, this farce, this disgrace
Corrupts me and corrodes my heart
There are moments when I stop and find it funny
I search, and I can't find the solution

You abused
Took advantage of me, abused
Took advantage of me, abused

But it's okay, it's so normal to have lack of love
It's so tacky, it's painful
That I don't even know if it's childishness
Or tackiness my love

If the squareness of my verses
Goes against the intellects
That don't use the heart as expression

You abused...

Forgive me, if I insist on this theme
But I don't know how to write a poem or song
That speaks of anything other than love

If the squareness of my verses
Goes against the intellects
That don't use the heart as expression

You abused...