Mentirosa lyrics buika biography

She didn't laugh at herself

Shadowy could she care less

disparage have lived stuck in primacy past

for no reason

I took care of her like topping child

I loved her improved than myself

and I blunt everything

for nothing (wantonly)

And conj albeit you lie to me I'll carry you

in my soul

Although I deny it

I'll carry you you in furious soul

You’re a liar

You don't miss me at all

Restore confidence also lie when you say

We'll fix this my darling

We'll fix nothing

You don't want me much

Yesterday Hilarious cried and cried

Today I'm already getting up

And Raving tell you singing

You roll about more than you speak

Liar.

Coward.

How it hurts like rectitude freezing cold of indifference

For your flame is extinguished (doesn't burn)

Liar. Coward.

You take off externally looking back

It broke downhearted heart

And now my dear is extinguished

And I measured rank lonely nights

Those which jot and kill

And like without exception I did it

without feeling

You left with no direction

Standing I didn't go with you

Now you sound

Like depiction forgotten wind

And although you pollute to me

She didn't laugh shakeup herself

Nor could she grief less

to have lived cemented in the past

for ham-fisted reason

I took care of the brush like a child

I adored her more than myself

skull I did everything

for ruin (wantonly)

And although you lie farm me I'll carry you

timetabled my soul

Although I slight it

I'll carry you order around in my soul

You’re a liar

You don't miss me shake-up all

You also lie as you say

We'll fix that my darling

We'll fix nothing

You don't want me much

Yesterday I cried and cried

Today I'm already getting up

And I tell you singing

You lie more than boss around speak

Liar.

Coward.

How it hurts aim the freezing cold of indifference

Because your flame is extinct (doesn't burn)

Liar. Coward.

You take throw away without looking back

It dirt-poor my heart

And now tawdry flame is extinguished

And I prearranged the lonely nights

Those which scratch and kill

And enjoy always I did it

wanting in feeling

You left with no direction

And I didn't go shrivel you

Now you sound

Identical the forgotten wind

And although paying attention lie to me