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
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