Las Chicas Se Cuentan Todo

I know you don't know me but
You know well what I come to say
I don't know who she met first
Or at what moment she started lying to us
Two flowers, a thousand excuses
Who did she spend New Year's with?
How stupid I feel
Never again

I don't want those shared kisses anymore
To hell with your cooperative mode
I hope you screw up, lose all your friends
And never see you again
I don't want anything from you
Although I still feel like calling you
I dream that one day you'll go live on Mars
And never see you again
Au!

I always knew there was a third party
I don't wear that lipstick shade
Something didn't fit in February
And for months I wanted to ignore it
He made me think
That I was crazy
Never again

I don't want those shared kisses anymore
To hell with your cooperative mode
I hope you screw up, lose all your friends
And never see you again
I don't want anything from you
Although I still feel like calling you
I dream that one day you'll go live on Mars
And never see you again
Ahhh

Don't tell me
You also had a feeling
What irony
That this made us friends
Don't tell me
You also had a feeling
What irony
(And for your information, girls tell each other everything)

I don't want those shared kisses anymore
To hell with your cooperative mode
I hope you screw up, lose all your friends
And never see you again
I don't want anything from you
Although I still feel like calling you
I dream that one day you'll go live on Mars
And never see you again
Au!