De Enero a Enero
VIUS
From January to January
And you have me here
Trying to silence thoughts of you
Sitting in some bar
It seems that I have rubbed salt into the wound
I don't know how to start
I already talked about it in therapy, with friends, with people
And they all think the same
It seems that they are the ones who are wrong
(But, before I ask you for another drink, can I confess something to you?)
Mr. Bartender
To be honest with you
I think I still love her
I will wait for her forever
From January to January
I can't delete it
Mr. Bartender
To be honest with you
I'm dying to see her
To say what I feel
Come back to me
I ask heaven
And I don't know anything about his life
Maybe she is sorry
Maybe she no longer believes the lies her friends told her
Maybe he deleted my cell phone number
That's why if he misses me he can't call
If you see her around here
Tell him I'm great
You've never seen me like this
A thousand months go by and I'm over it
If you lie and help me
That is not a sin
If you see her around here
Tell him I'm great
That I lost track of him
Maybe I'll ask you if I'm accompanied
Better tell her that I miss her
Mr. Bartender
To be honest with you
I think I still love her
I will wait for her forever
From January to January
And I can't delete it
Mr. Bartender
To be honest with you
I'm dying to see her
To say what I feel
Come back to me
I ask heaven
And don't tell me
That my ex found
The love of his life
Because it will always be
The love of my life
And if I could go back
A second to that day
I wouldn't let her go
Don't tell me
That my ex found
To the love of his life
Because it will always be
The love of my life
And if I could go back
A second to that day
I wouldn't let her go
Mr. Bartender
To be honest with you
I think I still love her
I will wait for her forever
From January to January
And I can't delete it
Mr. Bartender
To be honest with you
I'm dying to see her
To say what I feel
Come back to me
I ask heaven
(You know what, bartender? You better pour me another one and forget everything I said. I have to accept that she's never coming back.)
