Eu Que Me Resolva Com Meu Ego

You didn't want me
I don't even know why
But why do we have to know?
Will you say that I'm a nice person
That the problem isn't me
That old cliché

If the problem is you
Then why did I see you yesterday
Holding hands, in such a light, happy tone?

You know what?
You don't need to answer
Whatever the response
No longer matters

Because
I'll solve myself with my ego
I'll stop being a nail, being boorish
The one who was with you
Is so similar to me
Although I find him a tad worse

Now I feel so sorry for myself
I lament the aborted verses
Songs that will never be born
On the ground of our love garden
In the void of dreams turned to dust

Songs that will never be born
On the ground of our love garden
In the void of dreams turned to dust

You didn't want me
I don't even know why
But why do we have to know?