Idioma Origen:
You told me you don´t love me
Over a cup of coffee
And I just have to look away
A million miles between us
Planets crash into dust
I just let it fade away
I´m walking empty streets
Hoping we might meet
I see your car parked on the road
The light on at your window
I know for sure that you´re home
But I just have to pass on by
So no, of course, we can´t be friends
Not while I´m still this obsessed
I guess I always knew the score
This is how our story ends
I smoke your brand of cigarettes
And pray that you might give me a call
I lie around on bed all day just staring at the walls
Hanging round bars at night
Wishing I had never been born
And give myself to anyone who wants to take me home
So no, of course, we can´t be friends
Not while I still feel like this
I guess I always knew the score
This is where our story ends
You left behind some clothes
My belly summersaults when I pick them off the floor
My friends all say they´re worried
I´m looking far too skinny
I´ve stopped returning all their calls
And no, of course, we can´t be friends
Not while I´m still so obsessed
I want to ask where I went wrong
But don´t say anything at all
It took a cup of coffee
To prove that you don´t love me
Idioma Destino:
You told me you don´t love me
Over a cup of coffee
And I just have to look away
A million miles between us
Planets crash into dust
I just let it fade away
I´m walking empty streets
Hoping we might meet
I see your car parked on the road
The light on at your window
I know for sure that you´re home
But I just have to pass on by
So no, of course, we can´t be friends
Not while I´m still this obsessed
I guess I always knew the score
This is how our story ends
I smoke your brand of cigarettes
And pray that you might give me a call
I lie around on bed all day just staring at the walls
Hanging round bars at night
Wishing I had never been born
And give myself to anyone who wants to take me home
So no, of course, we can´t be friends
Not while I still feel like this
I guess I always knew the score
This is where our story ends
You left behind some clothes
My belly summersaults when I pick them off the floor
My friends all say they´re worried
I´m looking far too skinny
I´ve stopped returning all their calls
And no, of course, we can´t be friends
Not while I´m still so obsessed
I want to ask where I went wrong
But don´t say anything at all
It took a cup of coffee
To prove that you don´t love me