LEARN LYRICS

Tell him that he was right
For mistrusting me
For mistrusting you
For mistrusting both of us
There's feeling between us
It goes beyond everything
Even beyond that relationship
Babe
It's 3 AM and you're crying in bed
I show up in a tux, I bring you a serenade
Today you won't slip away from me
Because we're gonna prove your ex right
What a b*stard
I'm not proud
But I'm happy that he lost you
Now that you're single
And that he's dead to you, yeah
Tell me if there's space on the weekends
I'll climb in through the window and we'll make love
We met in Monte Carlo
The fernet passed from hand to hand
The kisses we never shared
Tonight I'm gonna steal them
They're gonna die of jealousy
When they see us hand in hand leaving the hotel
My name tattooed on your skin
I came to bring you calm
Not to make you jealous, nor for drama
The kisses we never shared
Tonight I'm gonna steal it
They're gonna die of jealousy
When the one I dedicated to you always plays on the radio
A shout-out to your ex, ha
What a b*stard
I'm not proud
But I'm happy that he lost you
Now that you're single and that he's dead to you
A glance says more than a thousand words
And in one night I made her mine without touching her
A few beers and we went to the beach
On the way to the hotel, yeah
I stole a kiss from her, yeah
Babe, I know that fool left you alone
But for me you don't need him
I'm here for you if you ask for me, yeah
I have what you're looking for
And lots of desire to see you
That night in Monte Carlo
Wasn't enough
There's no other like her, I know it, she knows it
I'm following her tracks, looking for signs
I picture my initials tattooed on her skin
I always wanna see her and today she asked me 'what's the plan?'
We met in Monte Carlo
The fernet passed from hand to hand
The kisses we never shared
Tonight I'm gonna steal them
They're gonna die of jealousy
When they see us hand in hand leaving the hotel
My name tattooed on your skin
I came to bring you calm
Not to make you jealous, nor for drama
The kisses we never shared
Tonight I'm gonna steal it
They're gonna die of jealousy
When the one I dedicated to you always plays on the radio
A shout-out to your ex
Who was a b*stard
I'm not proud
But I'm happy that he lost you
Now that you're single and that he's dead to you
Tell me if there's space on the weekends
I'll climb in through the window and we'll make love