Jugadora

You and your poker looks, me in my ladder of mistakes
I endure one and I'm out, better games will come
I'm the dumbest at the table, you who don't know how to lose
Me who lost even the house and tipped the dealer

You more focused on your phone, there retouching your photos
Me for the fifth gin and tonic, I'm going crazy
Because for me it's not a hobby, I'm betting everything here
Even if you don't understand it and treat me like a fool

You were bad for the heart, an expert seductress
Me behind like a little dog looking for a moment alone
Because you were bluffing and I hugging the lampposts
Give yourself an award for being so good

Who sends me? Who sends me?
If you didn't give me a reason or a motive to go all in
In the casino of your heart, who sends me? Who sends me?
If you didn't give me a reason, to throw myself into the void for you
Without consideration or caution

You were bad for the heart, an expert seductress
Me behind like a little dog looking for a moment alone
Because you were bluffing and I hugging the lampposts
Give yourself an award for being so good

Girl look me in the face, pay me a little attention
Give me a spin or spend the ammunition
I have no more bullets
My cards are just average
I won't play with you again
You have no mercy

You were bad for the heart
I thought you weren't like all the others
And because of you, so many hours went by
Talking with the table about you

You were bad for the heart
I thought you were going to be my lady
And that in Las Vegas we were going to have the wedding
But even Elvis has told me about you

You were bad for the heart, an expert seductress
Me behind like a little dog looking for a moment alone
Because you were bluffing and I hugging the lampposts
Give yourself an award for being so good, player