Back To You

Crawling back to you
Ever thought of calling when
You've had a few?
'Cause I always do
Maybe I'm too
Busy being yours to fall
For somebody new
Now I've thought it through
Crawling back to you

Since I suffer for love
The various culprits are already
Whisky doesn't do anything for me anymore, I feel like scum
If I remember, yesterday I started drinking again
To forget that you hate me, hey

Today my head spins like waterwheels
Getting hangovers harder than my ex-girlfriends
And instead of calming my thirst and extinguishing my anger
Without more drinks, I opened another victory

New York, Chicago, California
Leaving Spain behind and heading towards Colombia
Trying to forget you even if it costs me
And talking to myself, remembering old times
Like in Western movies

Meanwhile, the sun beating down on my hat
Feeling the sand entering these cowboy boots
Dry land
Snakes on the ground and even if you didn't bite me
It's strange that your love hurts me more than its venom

Sometimes alcohol
Has made me somewhat obscene
I carry a flask that I fill with liquor
It's past two, please don't call me
Unless you bring Cola with Rum

Crawling back to you
Ever thought of calling when
You've had a few?
'Cause I always do
Maybe I'm too
Busy being yours to fall
For somebody new
Now I've thought it through (yeah, yeah)
Crawling back to you

Since I'm not with you anymore
Life lost its meaning
A outlaw in love
Who doesn't believe in what's been lived
I want you so far away and yet so close to me
That I don't even know what I want, that I don't even know what I'm saying

I've played with women like you played with me
Be careful, in love I'll treat you like a bandit
I don't think about others anymore, only my own concerns
Some say I even seem like a resentful idiot

Submerged, like the Titanic touched and sunk
My heart forgives but my mind doesn't forget
And that's when I talk to my friends
Another night of partying to see how the devil continues with me

It's midnight, Zarcort comes with the Mustang
We talk about tattoos and things we like
Fame doesn't scare us, even if they judge us by our looks
Infinity waiting in the studio to inject us with more ink

Thoughtful, I see the girl behind the bar
I approach to ask for some ice and another pitcher
Asks where I'm from, that I don't seem from there
My answer is that I'm
From that place where love is not for me

She started laughing, bought a round of shots
Then we stayed until the bar closed
I saw my bed, but when the sun came out
Satisfaction by the Rolling Stones playing in the background

Crawling back to you
Ever thought of calling when
You've had a few?
'Cause I always do
Maybe I'm too
Busy being yours to fall
For somebody new
Now I've thought it through
Crawling back to you