Como Debo Andar

When the sun comes up, I want to die,
I grab razor blades
I want to, but I can't.
On the street, cars are gonna run me over,
I want to forget her without any shame.

The afternoon's here
My head's on fire
And I want to believe it was fate.
From Recoleta or Parque Saavedra,
I’m hitting this rock. Sorry if I’m not classy.

I can't take it anymore.
She won't talk to me anymore.
Riding my bike at two thousand an hour
I wish I could crash.

I must be doing bad! I must be doing bad! I must be doing bad!

I think I've forgotten how many reasons
She listed for us to be friends.
That I don't work, that I'm crazy, that I'm Oedipus.
Those stories smell rotten to me.

You suffered the absence of someone dear,
That's something I've felt too.
But face it, don’t be a coward,
Trade the bullshit for the truth.

If evil's got you,
Trivial adolescence,
Forgive me for the cruelty
Of thinking I’m not your friend anymore...
Never again.

I must be doing fine! I must be doing fine! I must be doing fine!