Pátio do Posto

While I pay the room bill
You're drying your wet hair
Shortly after, we head to the gas station
Where you left your car

With the phone in hand and a regretful look
Only from the 'Love' contact, there were twelve messages
And five missed calls

And before getting out, check in the mirror
Look at your neck, see if there's no bruise
And ask me if my scent
Stayed on your clothes

Give me a quick kiss and say goodbye
And leave my life burning rubber

I'm in the gas station yard
Crazy, crazy, crazy
She went back to the other
Heart here in pure hatred, me pretending it's normal
But having sex with someone else's someone
Can't be jealous, can't be jealous

And before getting out, check in the mirror
Look at your neck, see if there's no bruise
And ask me if my scent
Stayed on your clothes

Give me a quick kiss and say goodbye
And leave my life burning rubber

I'm in the gas station yard
Crazy, crazy, crazy
She went back to the other
Heart here in pure hatred, me pretending it's normal
But having sex with someone else's someone
Can't be jealous, can't be jealous

I'm in the gas station yard
Crazy, crazy, crazy
She went back to the other
Heart here in pure hatred, me pretending it's normal
But having sex with someone else's someone
Can't be jealous, can't be jealous

While I pay the room bill
You're drying your wet hair