That I already considered cured with lemon, tequila and salt
Just a déjà-vu that never reaches its end
And I forget about your things, about your eyes
I'd better dodge the hookup
I don't want to fall into that picture again
Of craziness, total hypocrisy
Who can speak of love and defend it?
Who can speak of the pain and pay the bail?
So that it leaves my heart
If someone is going to speak about love
That's not going to be me
That's not going to be me
It wants to play with my mind to sweet-talk me again
Just a déjà-vu that never reaches its end
And I forget about your things, about your eyes
I'd better dodge the hookup
I don't want to fall into that picture again
Of craziness, total hypocrisy
Who can speak of love and defend it?
Who can speak of the pain and pay the bail?
So that it leaves my heart
If someone is going to speak about love
That's not going to be me
Who can speak of love and defend it?
Who can speak of the pain and pay the bail?
So that it leaves my heart
If someone is going to speak about love
That's not going to be me
That's not going to be me