Pobre Diablo

They say that men never cry, and I saw him cry
They say that dogs don’t fall in love, and I made him beg
But what’s the point, what’s the use of being good to someone who’s gone
The one who doesn’t care today asks for forgiveness
Even the worst villain has a heart

Poor devil, who’s tired of being a devil
Broken heart for wanting to be the bad guy
He got stuck in the dream of being almost everything, almost nothing, and almost something
Poor devil, who’s tired of being a devil
Broken heart for wanting to be the bad guy
He got stuck in the dream of being almost everything, almost nothing, and almost, almost something

I know I’m classy, but he had me in ruins, one lie after another
I got lost in his smile
But I’m not dying anymore
But I'm feeling alright
Baby, I'm feeling alright
Baby, I'm feeling alright
Baby, I'm feeling alright

Poor devil, who’s tired of being a devil
Broken heart for wanting to be the bad guy
He got stuck in the dream of being almost everything, almost nothing, and almost something
Poor devil, who’s tired of being a devil
Broken heart for wanting to be the bad guy
He got stuck in the dream of being almost everything, almost nothing, and almost something

I know him well
I know he’s thinking about me
In his mind, he’s a hostage
Praying to escape
But God knows well that he
Left me crying for a thousand nights
That’s why I don’t believe that
Angels switch sides

But I'm feeling alright since you’re not here
Baby, I'm feeling alright since you’re not here
But I'm feeling alright since you’re not here
Baby, I'm feeling alright since you’re not here

Poor devil, who’s tired of being a devil
Broken heart for wanting to be the bad guy
He got stuck in the dream of being almost everything, almost nothing, and almost something