| Although you don't know much about me
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| Excuse me, I'm saving for you
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| To buy you the moon
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| Because I don't get rid of the bug of you
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| It's easier to pretend
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| That this life is not hard
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| Than to continue with the doubt (oh)
|
| Because I'm still infatuated with you
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| Mommy run get out of here
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| that this is crazy
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| And this desire for you doesn't heal me
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| For me it is much easier to pretend
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| That this life is not hard
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| What to continue with the noise
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| And isn't that better? |
| (I thought so)
|
| But isn't it better? |
| (If you're not here)
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| Isn't that better for me? |
| (I thought so)
|
| But isn't it better? |
| (Let's leave it like that)
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| Mommy I'm not a gentleman anymore
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| In the end I became what they made me
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| We put the lock on that fence
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| That endured all the waves that broke
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| One day I went crazy repenting
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| Cause I know who you are not who they make you be
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| Those that you call friends
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| I want you free with or without money
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| I know it's not the same mommy speaking well
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| I know you're fed up and you're not going to come back
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| But if you're gonna live in my head
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| At least put on some more clothes, woman
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| The things we said are no longer worth anything
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| The nights we had are not coming back
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| Desperate I keep waiting for you
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| Because I'm still infatuated with you
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| Mommy run get out of here
|
| that this is crazy
|
| And they don't heal me, you're looking forward to you
|
| For me it is much easier to pretend
|
| That this life is not hard
|
| What to continue with the noise
|
| And isn't that better? |
| (I thought so)
|
| But isn't it better? |
| (If you're not here)
|
| Isn't that better for me? |
| (I thought so)
|
| But isn't it better? |
| (Let's leave it like that)
|
| I'm still in love with you
|
| Mommy run get out of here
|
| Let's leave it like that
|
| Isn't mommy better? |
| (I thought so)
|
| But isn't it better?
|
| Although you don't know much about me
|
| Excuse me, I'm saving for you
|
| To buy you the moon
|
| Because I don't get rid of the bug of you
|
| It's easier to pretend
|
| That this life is not hard
|
| Than to continue with the doubt (oh) |