Amantes

They don't say: I love you, from the heart
Now in bed they just have sex, they don't make love
They don't ask: How was your day?, no more nights of partying and booze
If they were made for each other, why did it fall apart?

If they loved each other so much, what happened?
They're asking for space, it's just getting worse
Blaming each other, they said it all
But deep down, I know well that both of them

Want to feel like they’re lovers again
And relive those times when they didn’t even have to take off their clothes
To have a good time together
And break the bed instead of the relationship, yeah

They want to feel like it’s back to the days of—, uh
When that— got all wet, uh
The last vacation in Cancun
Now the room feels cold

And the party too, 'cause they’re not okay
Adding up what they gave, they don’t even reach a hundred
A heart that doesn’t feel, eyes that don’t see
I swear I don’t get it

If they loved each other so much, what happened?
They're asking for space, it's just getting worse
Blaming each other, they said it all
But deep down, I know well that both of them

Want to feel like they’re lovers again
And relive those times when they didn’t even have to take off their clothes
To have a good time together
And break the bed instead of the relationship, yeah (Sike!)