This morning I've woken up
It's six and you haven't arrived
I only see two dry glasses
You haven't called me either
Tell me if yesterday you slept with her
Did you take her clothes off and lose all your shame?
Watching the sunrise your soap opera unfolds
And I ask myself if maybe she's prettier
It doesn't matter how much I drink
My heart has already turned into a bottle
They say that nobody ever died from love
What a shame, I can't take the pain anymore
They say that things can get better
My heart won't stop crying
I tell you everything even though I've lost you
Your kisses used to be mine
And now I feel them cold
My heart has already turned into a bottle
I cry, it hurts and it burns me but I don't forget about her
I'm drunk, I'm tired of being the good one
And I'll be honest with you
It doesn't matter how much it hurts
My heart has already turned into a bottle