LA FAMA (feat. The Weeknd)

What happened, I will tell you
Don't think that it didn't hurt
Or that I invented it
It happened like this

I had my babe
It was something very special
But I obsessed
Over something that made him sick

Thousands of songs in my mind
And he noticed
And so many times he told me
And I acted like it was nothing

Fame is a bad lover
That won't really love you
She is too treacherous
And as she comes, she leaves you

You know that she will be jealous
I will never trust her
If you want, sleep with her
But don't ever marry her

What happened has left me awake
I can't even think anymore
Her blood boils
She always wants more

Stabs your ambition
In the chest, sharp
It's the worst

Fame is a bad lover
And she won't really love me
She is too treacherous
And as she comes, she leaves me

I know she will be jealous
I will never trust her
If I want, I'll sleep with her
But I'm never going to marry her

There is no way
That this obsession leaves me
Leave me, dissapear already
I haven't learned the way yet

There's no way it will go away

Fame is a bad lover
And she won't really love you
She is too treacherous
And as she comes, she leaves you

I know she will be jealous
I will never trust her
If I want, I'll sleep with her
But I'm never going to marry her