La Locura

You forgot me when everyone wanted
It's the voices that
Told me while I was sleeping
And you say all this is my fault
You say, that all this is

Don't try to play the fool
We're a land of two hearts
That still don't touch
And you think all this was my fault
You think all this was

There's no way
I even have to tell you to stop
And with all this madness, our story
Will never be told

You still draw the flowers
You want to send to my door
And I write songs
That make you die of sorrow
And you still think all this is my fault
You still think all this is

A lie
I still think with the tip of my tongue
How your name pulls me
It asks me but who knows
Where the sky is if I lost my way because of you
If they hide, at least leave the crumbs
Or be a trailer for the January slope

Keep that 'I love you' you sell me
On sale, since you left, every week
Is Black Friday
So crazy and you're so sane, so sane vocally
The trick is to make me talk

If even to wind me up you wanted to run aground
Wide open, that's what we are
A sea of lonely souls
Asylums that talk with their hands
Everything they forget to say with their lips

There's no way
I even have to tell you to stop
And with all this madness, our story will never be
There's no way
I even have to tell you to stop
And with all this madness, our story will never be

There's no way