Tijolão

I met you after we broke up
Where did you get all this hatred for me?

Now I'm here
In a small-town bar
Opening a beer with my teeth
Trying to move on from you, if only
Why didn't you block me
So I'd stop crying in front of the screen?

I'm gonna trade my phone for a brick Nokia
That only sends messages and makes calls
If I see one more video of you, without me, being happy
I'm sure my life will be hanging by a thread
Don't kill me! This internet has become a weapon in your hand

I'm gonna trade my phone for a brick Nokia
That only sends messages and makes calls
If I see one more video of you, without me, being happy
I'm sure my life will be hanging by a thread
Don't kill me! This internet has become a weapon in your hand

Now I'm here
In a small-town bar
Opening a beer with my teeth
Trying to move on from you, if only
Why didn't you block me
So I'd stop crying in front of the screen?

I'm gonna trade my phone for a brick Nokia
That only sends messages and makes calls
If I see one more video of you, without me, being happy
I'm sure my life will be hanging by a thread
Don't kill me! This internet has become a weapon in your hand

I'm gonna trade my phone for a brick Nokia
That only sends messages and makes calls
If I see one more video of you, without me, being happy
I'm sure my life will be hanging by a thread
Don't kill me! This internet has become a weapon in your hand
Don't kill me! This internet has become a weapon in your hand