Você Abusou
Toquinho
You Abused
You abused, took advantage of me, abused
You abused
Took advantage of me, abused
Took advantage of me, abused
Took advantage of me, abused
But it doesn't matter, it's so normal to have lack of love
It's so tacky to suffer pain
That I don't even know if it's childishness or tackiness in my love
If the squareness of my verses
Goes against the intellects that don't use
The heart as expression
You abused, took advantage of me, abused
You abused
Took advantage of me, abused
Took advantage of me, abused
Took advantage of me, abused
Forgive me if I insist on this theme
But I don't know how to make a poem or song
That speaks of anything other than love
If the squareness of my verses
