Fey
Tender Night
The Tears of My Pillow
If it weren't so complicated
the game of love
even if it sometimes hurts
it could be better
but it burns like a gunshot
made by betrayal
When I pass in front of your house
I try not to look
and the shadows on the window
after the ones that I know are
they always call me it's the same
With the tears of my pillow
the story is written
until today
With the tears of my pillow
from the first time
that my heart has been broken
I see you again breaking the wind
on a gray motorcycle
with a chest that is not my chest
br/>against your back and the end
I wake up with my whole body bathed
in sweat
In your hands I touched the sky
wrapped in so much light
that Today when I see everything black
I want to know if you
miss me I can't take it anymore
With the tears of my pillow
the story is written
until the today
between drops of bitter rain
of the first sentimental slip
They are the tears of my pillow
who tell the story
until today
Like symbols on a map
from the first time
they have left me like this
I gorge myself on chocolate
I sleep little, I don't pay interest
in classes
what the hell can I do
to be well again
With the tears of my pillow
history is written
until today
Like symbols on a map
from the first time
that I am so bad
They are the tears on my pillow
those who tell the story
until today
They are the tears of my pillow
who for the first time
talk about me

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