Pinta o Cabelo de Preto

It will be worse if I lie
It's better to make it clear now
That in my present there's still the past

Don't come to me later demanding
You got involved knowing
That my feelings still belong to her

But if you want to stay here
Let me ask you

Please
Dye your hair black, put on red nail polish
When you kiss me, leave my chest all scratched
Do what she did one day, fill this empty bed
And if it's not too much to ask, make love like she used to