I never call
I look for you only when I want
to taste you and confuse you.
I learned from you
that when you run and try to escape
you are always wanted
and you command the game.
I call you stupid
I take your soul
and you never know
when will I return.
Maybe because I'm acting a little like a bastard
and that is what what what what
you like about me.
Take off your clothes
without sweetness and rules
and then swear that that that that
you're crazy about me.
I enjoy
seeing you lose,
victim of my anger.
I was looking for love
but you never gave me love.
And now I disappear always aware
that when
I find myself back
I'll find you always happy
and beautiful, the only way you know how
and you will take off your clothes
without saying a word
and I will leave while you sleep.
Maybe because I'm acting a little like a bastard
and that is what what what what
you like about me.
Take off your clothes
without sweetness and rules
and then swear that that that that
you're crazy about me.
I enjoy
seeing you lose,
victim of my anger.