Fraude

What am I doing here
Being single ain't easy like this
Beer tastes bitter
And any song that plays doesn't please me
And the feeling doesn't want a party
Longing doesn't hide
If it's not your kiss, even the mouth pushes away

A true single
Is the one over there who kisses, but kisses with flavor
While my kiss tastes like tears
Drinks for pleasure or out of necessity

A true single
Enjoys the night without a stopping time
I'm hoping for the night to end
One has a hangover and the other has longing
As a single, I'm a fraud