Before you say anything, your eyes already confirm everything to me
It's true what they tell me, and it's too late to deny it
I used to protect myself from people like you, but in the end, oh well
I'm human and I have many more flaws than you know
You made fun of me and I know you did it gladly
You're an expert at that, aim, your hand never shakes
When you pack your bags, don't forget to take your pride
You're going to need it for when you want to come back
You're no longer welcome here
If your love was a lie, leave and be happy
Because I'm going to be better off without you
Go on, go, tell the people that I screwed you over
So that you don't look bad here
And it's clear that you lost me when you lost me
And I lost when I met you
I'm going to lock down all the single girls out there
I'm going to pick up even the ones playing dead
Trap, little trap, it's been uncovered
You had the key, but I broke down your door
The role of victim always has defenders
They adore the one who lies
They hang the one who tells the truth
Congratulations, you won yourself an Oscar
God, light my path away from your ways
For you every day is October 31st
Always with the mask on
If one falls off, you have another one ready
Eyes that don't see, heart of what?
Even if I didn't see you, you still throw shade, I know your game
I thought you were perfect, now I can recognize
That your only flaw was being born
You're no longer welcome here
If your love was a lie, leave and be happy
Because I'm going to be better off without you
Go on and go, tell the people that I screwed you over
So that you don't look bad here
It's clear that you lost me when you lost me
And I lost when I met you
You're not welcome, not welcome here
Go on your way and get lost
Come on, tell the people that I screwed you over
But no, but no, but no, but no, but no, but no, but no
But no, but no, but no, but no, but I wasn't the one who lost here
This is for the history books
From here to the world, come on
You're no longer welcome here
Get out of the way, the kings are passing, kings, kings
You're no longer welcome here
Kiss the ring, it's the whole package, ring, ring, ring
You're no longer welcome here
Barrio Obrero city, for all the pretty girls
You're no longer welcome here
They call us 'the Clementes' because we've got that swing