LEARN LYRICS

It's my fault
You wanted to find someone shorter
With a fragile vibe
Who knew your lines by heart
Would sing 'Bairro do Amor'
Wasn't annoying
Younger and not worn out
Drooling over your talk, over your hand
Over the notes of your guitar
But that's a lie
Go on, say it's a lie
Go on, say it's so easy
For you to still be here
Oh, what a habit
Thinking so highly of yourself
If she's so perfect
How come you're still here?
Poor thing
Your girlfriend
Tailored just for you
Slim, pretty, deluded and she doesn't smile
Poor thing
Your girlfriend
Talks so bad about me
But she always sleeps without you
And she loves indulging your dramatic whims
The way you call her
She told you to block that friend
I think her name was 'Kika'
I say 'Stop'
You hang up on me
You don't say you love her
Only that you adore her
And your type is singers
Has she already asked about me?
What I'd pay to hear you lie
She's understanding, unhappy
Do you think if she found out she'd do the same to you?
Poor thing
Your girlfriend
Tailored just for you
Slim, pretty, deluded and she doesn't smile
Poor thing
Your girlfriend
Talks so bad about me
But she always sleeps without you
Poor thing
Your girlfriend
Your girlfriend
Poor thing
Your girlfriend
Your girlfriend
Your girlfriend
It's my fault
All my fault
Don't talk about your girlfriend anymore
It's my fault
I can't stand your girlfriend's voice
All my fault
If I told her she was being cheated on
It wouldn't be my fault
You think she'd get really mad
It wouldn't be my fault
Poor thing
Your girlfriend
Tailored just for you
Slim, pretty, deluded and she doesn't smile
Poor thing
Your girlfriend
Talks so bad about me
But she always sleeps without you
Poor thing
Your girlfriend
Your girlfriend
Poor thing
Your girlfriend
Your girlfriend
Your girlfriend