Antecedentes Sentimentais

I took the month to drown this pain in this glass
And to delete these 15 thousand photos
Who forgot me
To err once is human
Two is stupidity and three is me

Every time it's like this
It's just me who feels bad
I'm tired of being an emotional crutch
That people only use until their hearts stop limping
Then throw it on the floor and goodbye

Before having anything else
I'll check the sentimental background
Know if it's one of those you love or one of those you pass over
Whether he is faithful or whether he betrays
If I have a dirty record, I don't even want to have anything else