Jugar Con Los Coches
Los Piratas
Playing With Cars
You want me to give myself to you better
And forget that tomorrow I'll be waiting for you to call me
You ask me to stay for my own good
And I still can't seem to find something that entertains me
I don't know why we insist on thinking
That everything will always end badly
When nothing ever happens
We have to meet in the end
And talk like you used to do
When you actually mattered to me
Like playing with cars
Or throwing rocks at the glass of that doorway you know
Hey, don't say it's okay
Don't say it happened and it shouldn't have
No, I'll never believe
That I can't sleep
And I keep telling myself it's not anyone's fault
Even though I hate you
My level of frustration is always ambiguous
And the things I like the most always make me cry
My childhood has been so long that it never seems to end
And I keep looking for something that truly entertains me
Like playing with cars
Or throwing rocks at the glass of that doorway you know
Hey, don't say it's okay
Don't say it happened and it shouldn't have
No, I'll never believe
That I can't sleep
Or distinguish whose fault it is today
I just hate you
No, I'll never believe
No, don't say it's okay
Don't say it's okay
No, don't say it's okay
No, I'll never believe
