Buena y Mala

I feel like your hands are no longer on fire
I'm trying, I'm not pretending to be blind
Tell it however you want, you add two to your ego
But in my field, you don't win the game

I feel like your hands are no longer on fire
I'm trying, I'm not pretending to be blind
Tell it however you want, you add two to your ego
But in my field, you don't win the game

I know you're good and you're bad
More dangerous than a bullet
This is passion on a large scale
So many stories in the room

It's not how much I think about it, it's that I know how she thinks
She pierces my soul, I forgive her offenses
She always wins, no matter my defense
But I'm clear on what my reward is

Even though you're good and you're bad
More dangerous than a bullet
This is passion on a large scale
So many stories in the room

I feel like your hands are no longer on fire
I'm trying, I'm not pretending to be blind
Tell it however you want, you add two to your ego
But in my field, you don't win the game

I feel like your hands are no longer on fire
I'm trying, I'm not pretending to be blind
Tell it however you want, you add two to your ego
But in my field, you don't win the game

You weren't good, for nananana
Bad in everything except in bed
Good luck comes with spring
Bad you, you already left with anyone

And good, for nananana
Bad in everything except in bed
Good luck comes with spring
Bad you, you already left with anyone

You already left with anyone
I don't care if it's just anyone
I don't want just anyone
To treat me like just anyone

You weren't good, for nananana
Bad in everything except in bed
Good luck comes with spring
Bad you, you already left with anyone