Sequía de Amor

From top to bottom, from left to right
It's been several days since I patched up your gap
The piggy bank, the sneakers
Daily life already splinters you
Working so much, always living poorly
Sleeping so little, nothing is enough
Things are getting more expensive
That's all I wanted to tell you

Oh oh oh oh
Oh, what a love drought

I would give you so much, but not so much that it's nothing
I stayed tucked away taking syrup
Making calls to any neighbor
I want to spend fewer hours at my new job
Thinking about medicine, thinking that I have to cut my hair
And those little things, yes!
That's all I wanted to tell you

Oh oh oh oh
Oh, what a love drought