The truth is that I don't forget you
the truth, it hurts so much.
The truth, the truth,
hits you, embraces you
haunts you, upsets you and
even threats you.
The truth is stark
the truth is bowed,
the truth is that I feel
like a cockroach.
I feel so lost
I don't know how to go back home,
the truth, the truth, the truth.
How will I
get you out of my life,
if missing you so much
is my daily bread.
And how will I
erase you from my story,
if with you, if with you
I found the glory
the glory.
The truth chokes me, the truth kills me
pursues me, condemns me, tears me apart.
The truth is that I regret, the truth is not enough for me
To apologize to you again, in order that you come back
tomorrow.
How will I
get you out of my life,
if missing you so much
is my daily bread.
And how will I
erase you from my story,
if with you, if with you
I found the glory.
I feel broken
I need therapy
The truth....
How will I
get you out of my life,
if missing you so much
is my daily bread.
And how will I
erase you from my story,
if with you, if with you
I found the glory..
If with you I found the glory.