Con La Misma Tijera

By the way you've been behaving
I know you're not happy with me
I wish you'd tell me straight up
What role I play with you
If you feel like I'm in your way
I'll leave and nothing's lost

You're not my first disappointment
I've met others who did the same to me
But now I feel less hurt
One's soul becomes like iron
I miss them for just a few days
And then I don't even remember their name

I dreamt of some things with you
And I was sure you were my star
But you're worth the same as the others
They're all cut by the same scissors

I forget you without tears and without drinks
And I'll never go looking for you
I've drunk and cried for others
But I've gotten used to everything
This world is full of roses
If I lose you, I even come out ahead

I dreamt of some things with you
And I was sure you were my star
But you're worth the same as the others
They're all cut by the same scissors