Cuarteto Sessions #3

How are you doing with him?
How nice the photo, I know that bar
Where we were seven days ago
And we laughed dancing the waltz

How can a person change so much
In less than a measure?
From crying drunk and saying I love you
To not even talking

I have a thousand questions
And not a single apology
Let's see if one of them
Looking me in the eyes
You can answer

Why were there two glasses on the table last night?
If I didn't even sleep at home last night
It's evident, it shows on your skin
You have traces of yesterday, eh-eh-eh

Why don't you dare to look at me without guilt?
If you preferred to make my bed yours
It's evident that I find it hard to believe
I think so much about why, eh-eh-eh

I no longer close the door
If you remind me that everything goes away
And yet I breathe if I think about it coldly
Hoping it's not true

You've turned into stone
A house without sorrow and, in darkness
An empty room, which is no longer the same
Since you fill it with someone else

I have a thousand questions
And not a single apology
Let's see if one of them
Looking me in the eyes
You can answer

Why were there two glasses on the table last night?
If I didn't even sleep at home last night
It's evident, it shows on your skin
You have traces of yesterday, eh-eh-eh

Why don't you dare to look at me without guilt?
If you preferred to make my bed yours
It's evident that I find it hard to believe
I think so much about why, eh-eh-eh

If it's supposed that I already forgot you
That what we had rests in peace
Tell me, what am I doing here in my solitude
Thinking about how you are?

Tell me if there's another mouth that kisses you
If I still linger in your mind
I want to know if with another tattoo
You covered my name
With another name

I, on the contrary, almost lost my soul
To not feel your goodbye that disarms me
I tried to negotiate with karma
And it told me: Everything is paid
Everything is paid

I, on the contrary, almost sold my soul
In exchange for living without feeling anything
And I know it shows in your gaze
That your memories mistreat
But they still don't kill me

I wanted to talk to karma and ask it to let me
Forget your face, to forgive me
Because I feel you aim, but don't shoot
I shout to God: Why do you forsake me?

Sometimes I lie
To see if it's true
That I can breathe without you
But you know it's not like that
You are fine without me

I, on the contrary, almost lost my soul
To not feel your goodbye that disarms me
I tried to negotiate with karma
And it told me: Everything is paid
Everything is paid

I, on the contrary, almost sold my soul
In exchange for living without feeling anything
And I know it shows in your gaze
That your memories mistreat
But they still don't kill me

She went out of control
She arrived, burned the room
I saw her with the look
Of a crazy in love

It was inevitable to approach her, and I had to tell her
It's that everything about you kills me
I see her moving in my mind
And I can't fall asleep

Addicted to love
Also quartet
I have her dancing on the floor

She's maniac, maniac dancing
And she dances like she's never danced before
She's maniac, maniac dancing
And she dances like she's never danced before

She doesn't go out unless it's with the VIP bracelet
Everyone looks at her, but she only has eyes for me
During the day she goes to uni and at night to the disco
She sweats every drop of San Francisco alcohol

And even if she doesn't want to, I feel she dominates me
Every step is my dose of dopamine
On the dance floor, she has a reputation as a killer
She has Flashdance as her favorite movie

Addicted to love
Also quartet
I have her dancing on the floor

She's maniac, maniac dancing
And she dances like she's never danced before
She's maniac, maniac dancing
And she dances like she's never danced before

She's maniac, maniac dancing
And she dances like she's never danced before
She's maniac, maniac dancing
And she dances like she's never danced before

She's maniac
Maniac
But a quartet lover