I'm torn between me and you
Between Muay Thai and karate
If I steal you in museums
At dinner with your folks
The weird thing is that when I do these things you're there
Mascara drips off my lashes
Then you talk a bit about Coco Chanel
Maybe it's better if we lose touch
Sorry, between us it was a slip-up
Falling onto this couch, we're first on the list
Show me if later we get lost
Street fight, take me home
Toward the esquina of Campo Belo
Yet I add guaraná
To this gin with tonic
I'd be alone now if I didn't tell you
I'm torn between me and you
Between Muay Thai and karate
If I steal you in museums
At dinner with your folks
The weird thing is that when I do these things you're there
Mascara drips off my lashes
Then you talk a bit about Coco Chanel
I stare at the ceiling, it's a nice view
I talk to you about God, about us in Bahia, my head explodes
Show me if later we get lost
I swear we'll fight after
I swear that then I love you there
The soul weighs four pence
But maybe now I find some meaning
Now that it's just you and me
I'm torn between me and you
Between Muay Thai and karate
If I steal you in museums
At dinner with your folks
The weird thing is that when I do these things you're there
Mascara drips off my lashes
Then you talk a bit about Coco Chanel