Cama Provisória
Matheusinho
Temporary Bed
You argue and send me away
But it's not just you who cries
You slam the door and we ignore each other
A whole week has passed
It was just a passing fight
Living without peace for how many more days
I can't take this back and forth anymore
I do so much and you don't care
I tried hard for love not to weaken
But if it ends, it will be the last time
So many times I packed my bags, I'm tired
Just one goodbye to never see me again
You'll remember me in the early hours
You'll feel the bed colder
When I leave throwing the key away
My heart is not a joke
To use me and laugh at my face
I won't be your temporary bed anymore