Quien Te Viera
Lefty SM
Who Would Have Thought
I’m leaving because I don’t want to see you, no
I don’t want to look at you, your touches are sweet
You poisoned me
Look who would have thought
Angel face
I wasn’t playing, you just played
You just played, everything went down the drain
And you try to fix it just by telling me to leave
I was just your toy, you saw me as a plaything
You’re crazy
Don’t expect me to respect you
I saw a future with you, tell me where’s that now?
You tore down the castle, I don’t think I can forgive
You’re never gonna change (no), not even if you dress in silk
And don’t act like a saint, bitch, 'cause it doesn’t suit you
And what do I have left if the pain also goes away?
It goes away
It goes away
It goes away
Your lies aren’t here right now
It goes away
It goes away
It goes away
Like a leaf carried by the wind
All this was just an attempt (hey)
I regret getting to know you
I’m leaving because I don’t want to see you, no
I don’t want to look at you, your touches are sweet
You poisoned me
Look who would have thought
Angel face
I wasn’t playing, you just played
You poisoned me, you tangled me up so bad
You had me crazy like a fool, laughing on the outside
Not on the inside because you ended it, damn it
This is rotting because of you, I hope you see
That you messed up
That you hurt me
That you played with me when you said you loved me (said)
I wish it were a dream but you already woke me up
Tell me, what were you thinking?
You already killed me
And there’s no way to fix what happened
All because of your nonsense, you know? You leave me hurt
I hope I heal and you pay, that’s all I ask
I’m gonna get drunk, that way I’ll surely forget you
You’ll see when I succeed, you’re gonna suffer
Look how good it is that you’re letting me go, I’m gonna leave
A great future awaits me if I go without you
We’ll see each other around the corner, damn bitch
I’m leaving because I don’t want to see you, no
I don’t want to look at you, your touches are sweet
You poisoned me
Look who would have thought
Angel face
I wasn’t playing, you just played
Hey
It’s Panké on the controls
The witch in the mix
Hey, ah
It’s Lefty, baby
The gossip machine, you bastards
San Luis Sonora
Mexico
Yeah