That’s great that we finally stopped
being two good friends.
Love turned us into
perfect strangers
and we found out that we were
completely different.
[I want] To start over again
in spite of the time I lived.
I got tired of being
your elder brother,
your best friend,
your business partner, your confessor.
I got tired of being
an expert in love
that you felt for others,
others that weren’t me.
[I want] To start to love
the way I never loved before,
to discover a part of you
that I didn’t know.
And to find another world behind
that you were hiding from me,
and to play those games
that you prohibited me.
I got tired of being
your elder brother,
your best friend,
your business partner, your confessor.
I got tired of being
an expert in love
that you felt for others,
others that weren’t me.
I got tired of playing
a wise professor,
of telling you stories
that even I didn’t believe in.
I got tired of pretending
my understanding,
of giving you advice
and not telling you that I...
I got tired of talking of love
and not making love to you.
I got tired of picking up
the leftovers of your affairs,
of not being the one who every night
stripped you of your dress.
I got tired of being less than a lover
and more than a friend.
I got tired of being less than a lover
and more than a friend.
I got tired of being less than a lover
and more than a friend.