I.
You write to me again, and you call me again
It's so hard for me not to respond
So hard for me not to respond
But I would like for you to not matter to me
I would like to make you unable to see
How much you tempt me.
Pre-chorus:
Don't be surprised that I am this way
Others wounded me before you
A little
What I feel, it isn't what I think
I want you, but I don't want to hurt myself
A little
Chorus:
We play games with love
How sweet your love is
Bitter in my heart
Neither of us knows what they want
How sweet my love is
Bitter in your heart
I get drunk on your kisses
And I beg you to not tell anyone
All that we do is the fault of wine
II.
I have reasons to lie to you
Don't ask me what I feel
Really, not even I know
Which is why I don't write to you too often
I try to not get attached
I try, but I don't really succeed
Pre-chorus:
Don't be surprised that I am this way
Others wounded me before you
A little
What I feel, it isn't what I think
I want you, but I don't want to hurt myself
A little
Chorus:
We play games with love
How sweet your love is
Bitter in my heart
Neither of us knows what they want
How sweet my love is
Bitter in your heart
I get drunk on your kisses
And I beg you to not tell anyone
All that we do is the fault of wine