angry at always healing the wound,
even if I'm right it's my fault,
allowing you to move me as you please,
may my pride is dying little by little..
I'm tired of always following your back,
of following your contempt that kills me
this is how far your game has come and there is no remedy
if you don't come I won't come back I promise...
And here I will stay
drinking the memory of the nights that I loved you
thrown in this pride that has me clinging
if you don't come I won't go
that has me parked in sadness and pain,
and so I will continue no matter how much it hurts
even if I endure this love
I know that in this pain I punish myself
and I get drunk for the absence of your kisses,
but I don't give up, I don't follow your game anymore
And here I will stay
drinking the memory of the nights that I loved you
stretched in this pride that has me clinging
if you don't come I won't go
that has me parked in sadness and pain,
and so I will continue no matter how much it hurts
Even if I put up with this love
I know that in this punishment I punish myself
and I get drunk for the absence of your kisses,
but I don't give up, I don't follow your game anymore
and so I will continue missing you
and here I will stay... waiting for you