Mata mi dolor

I know you don't want to know
but it burns on my skin
I feel how it peels off
the illusion of my soul in pain
torn apart by your footsteps
here there is very little reality
and your vanity was absurd
between my smoke and my pain
paranoia took over
this poor heart
steals my pain
make me feel a little better
kill this pain
just try a little of your love
just try a little of your love
the rain falls in the city
a south wind and you're not here
steals my pain
kills this pain
steals my pain
make me feel a little better
I feel a little better
the rain falls in the city.