Isso É Que Dá

Only in the end did you come to your senses
Only in the end you told me it wasn't on purpose
I told you well before it happened
Nothing to do with it, nothing to do with it
It was out of love that I endured so much pain
But I was wrong, you disappointed me
I told you well before it happened
Nothing to do with it, nothing to do with it
That's what happens
You did what you did
And now you're asking to come back
There's no way, you've already lost
You didn't know how to nurture
Now we have nothing to do with each other
It's too late to cry
That's what happens...