Ve Con Él

You played with me, while there was a need to win
And my soulmate friend, also enjoyed playing
What a divine couple, how great
The truth is that you are, made for each other
But I will be the one to put an end here
I have been patient and tried to convince myself
That appearances were deceiving me unintentionally
That it was a lack of judgment and maturity, flirtations and kisses but you see
All of that had to end, someday

Go with him, go with him, go with him
Let him drink from his own cup, of the poison of your skin
Go with him, go with him, come with him
And he can be the jester, of a paper queen
Go with him, go with him, go with him
He has enough punishment, him with you and you with him

I can't love you anymore, nor can I respect him
This is the fair price, that you both must pay
He, the false friendship, you the betrayal
What a perfect and cruel combination
But my dear, the fun is over

Go with him, go with him, go with him
Let him drink from his own cup, of the poison of your skin
Go with him, go with him, go with him
And he can be the jester, of a paper queen
Go with him, go with him, go with him
He has enough punishment, him with you and you with him

Go with him, go with him, go with him
Let him drink from his own cup, of the poison of your skin
Go with him, go with him, go with him
And he can be the jester, of a paper queen
Go with him, go with him, go with him
He has enough punishment, him with you and you with him