Perder los modales

For a moment I see you
Outside, night, concert
I float to where you’re waiting for me today
While I burn up inside
In the reddish notebook
Where I never write anymore
Things I never dared to say
They fly away and I dedicate them to you
I hear your voice and suddenly it’s spring
Every word turns into a poem

Even if it’s just once
I want to lose my manners
Take me to see the end
Until I know what it tastes like
Pour some salt in the wound just once in my life
I’ll learn
I have no limits
And I don’t want to have any

They’re kicking us out of the bar
I’m a bundle of nerves
There’s a party later but no one invited me
We’ll meet up later and you’re holding hands
With a young star just canceled
There are almost-famous, talent show stars
Indie singers trying to get close
There’s a director offering you a role
If you want to leave this place with him
And in the meantime
He’s giving me lessons on meritocracy
People with last names from the aristocracy

Even if it’s just once
I want to lose my manners
Take me to see the end
Until I know what it tastes like
Pour some salt in the wound just once in my life
I’ll learn
I have no way out
And I don’t want to have one

I want to lose my manners
For once in my life
For once in my life
For once in my life
For that time in my life
That’s never forgotten

Even if it’s just once
I want to lose my manners
Take me to see the end
Until I know what it tastes like