Ninguém É de Ferro (part. Wesley Safadão)

Today I’m sure
If I drink, I’ll cause a scene
I’ll climb up on the table
Hold me tight, I’m about to hit the floor
My heart is hurting way too much

It’s just that nostalgia showed up with a crew
And brought the scent and taste of her lips
It’s too easy for me to mess things up
Got a bottle, an empty cup, and my phone just sitting there

Nobody's made of iron
Crying doesn’t cost a dime and it won’t hurt your health
I’m at rock bottom, drinking like crazy
But one thing’s for sure, if I call, it’ll be a disaster

If I call her, I’ll ruin my life or hers