The exact time came when you start to lose her
You clench your jaw, you get more urge to drink
You order another drink and think that you see her dancing
It's been a couple weeks that you already see her everywhere
That rhythm she dances for you
You hurt from hair to feet
With a cruel smile she turns to look at you
You remember her taste of honey
Damned sweat, a little more alcohol
Because it will get worse
That black dress that she only wore with you
The one that made everyone fall like dominoes
That sweet perfume that filled your room
She wears them both today
She wears them both today
She greets you a bit cold
You hurt from hair to feet
Seeing her is like tasting cilantro and honey
No please, not that song
Waiter, a little more alcohol
Because it will get worse
She sees you and she also looks
You follow them no matter what
That what you see breaks you in half
Seeing her is like tasting cilantro and honey
No please, not that song
Waiter, a little more alcohol