Que Bien Te Quedaba

And how good it looked on you
(Yeah, walls, yeah)

And how good it looked on you
Letting go of my hand, looking the other way, lying to my face
Ending with me using your power
And how good it looked on you
The pose of a well-mannered girl
Screwing it up and throwing it in my face
All of this was a lie, I know

But how good it looked
The alcohol had run out and the half-ballad joints
It hurts to lose you, but I wished this would end
Because all this wine is bigger than I ever imagined in my dreams, (No, no)

I hate replying to your stories, I already know all of this by heart
You still trust in my hobby even though your whole group hates me
I don't want them to think I'm still messing with you thinking I have nothing to lose
I'll go home because I just saw you and I don't want to keep condemning myself

And I told you we were going to get out of here
That I was getting you an apartment in the center of Madrid
That I was leaving all this behind at last
The fetish didn't serve any purpose

And I who didn't think of anyone but you
And I who was with everyone except you
And you who were mad at me for drinking, not for you
And in the end all this for nothing

But how good it looked on you
Letting go of my hand, looking the other way, lying to my face (Hey)
Ending with me using your power
And how good it looked on you
The pose of a well-mannered girl
Screwing it up and throwing it in my face
All of this was a lie, I know

But how good it looked (How good it looked on you)
Making me believe you were my everything
I wanted to continue with this, kill myself inside
And sell the story that the blame was all mine (But no)
Tell me this is over, please
You took away my pride, my time from the clock
You took everything from me except the reason

But now I don't know who I am
I go out on the street and I don't know who I am anymore
With a drink to screw it all up
To call you and tell you not to come back (I don't know)

Because now I don't know who I am
If you're by my side, I don't know who I am anymore
I can't stop thinking about it
And I don't want to screw it all up (Why)

Because how good it looked on you
Letting go of my hand, looking the other way, lying to my face (Hey)
Ending with me using your power
And how good it looked on you
The pose of a well-mannered girl
Screwing it up and throwing it in my face
All of this was a lie, I know

But how good it looked