Cómo duele
Jerry Rivera
How It Hurts
In the games of love
there's no one to predict
who will be the winner
maybe I wasn't the best
you said you'd never lose me
and look, I ended up the loser
maybe I lacked the courage
how it hurts today
knowing you never fell in love
and who can say if tonight at midnight
you might have a better lover
and you swear love
that one day you gave yourself to me
you undress, kissing your body
who knows if in the same room where I
used to make love to you
until we saw the sun rise
when between white sheets you lied
and then I bathed in your sweat
God knows... if maybe you got tired
of hiding so much at night
taking risks
I used to believe her
and she played at being faithful
how it hurts to know
that I wasn't the owner of her love
and who can say if tonight at midnight
you might have a better lover
and you swear love
that one day you gave yourself to me
you undress, kissing your body
who knows if in the same room where I
used to make love to you
until we saw the sun rise
when between white sheets you lied
and then I bathed in your sweat
God knows... if maybe you got tired
if maybe you got tired....
and I don't know the truth that will dominate me
if my pride or my reason, since you treated me
like I was worth nothing
and one day you confessed it to my face
that desire isn't enough
for love.