Insensible
Juana Molina
Insensitive
What's the point of lying if you can say goodbye to me
Forgive me if I was insensitive to your looks
I will flee underground if it's true that you don't love me
Don't ask me anymore, I'll try not to see you anymore
Not to see you anymore, not to see you anymore, not to see you anymore
What's the point of lying if you can say goodbye to me
Forgive me if I was insensitive to your looks
To your looks, to your looks, to your looks
