Entre Gritos y Peleas

Shit
But at least I smile, it's the thought that counts
She had just left and I was about to turn around
To tell her that I love her and to ask her to come back

I carry a photo of you that I've kept in my wallet
To remember you nicely for the times that are hard for me
Stay with the person who swears to wait for you
And make sure they are aware that time flies

At first everything was going smoothly
But for looking at your curves, I crashed on the straight
They will have to see my face when you knock on the door
And even though you're inside, you don't open or answer

The day you cross paths and go to the other side
I won't look you in the face to see how the hell you feel
They say if you play with fire, you'll end up burned
And I ended up putting my whole hand in just to touch you

How many afternoons waiting for you at your door
And how many times I've stayed dumbfounded watching you get ready
I could be with someone else having dinner at Tailandela
But I'm happy with you amidst a thousand screams and fights

How many afternoons waiting for you at your door
And how many times I've stayed dumbfounded watching you get ready
I could be with someone else having dinner at Tailandela
But I'm happy with you amidst a thousand screams and fights