She is confused and her head hurts
I am not thinking of forgiving you and even if
you crawl, your pain hurts me
You are not my type and even if you were,
with you I do not even go till the corner
Now excuse me, but there is someone waiting for me
You are wrong, now I don't feel anything,
I managed to hate you
It's your cruel reality, accept it
and leave me in peace
Search in the trash for your arrogant pride, the kisses,
the caressing, and build yourself a lover
Search in the trash for your brilliant idea of dumping me
and leave from where you came
Since when am I that important for you
Since when am I that important for you
Since when am I that important for you