From the house of cumbia
What a cute photo, I know that bar
Where we were seven days ago
And we laughed while dancing the waltz
How can someone change so much in less than one measure?
From crying drunk and saying 'I love you' to not even talking
I've got a thousand questions and not one apology
Let's see if facing me you can answer one of them
Why were there two glasses on the nightstand?
If I didn't even sleep at the house last night
It's obvious, it shows on your skin
You have traces of yesterday, yeah
Why don't you dare look at me without guilt?
If you chose to make my bed, his
It's obvious that it's hard for me to believe
I think so much about why, yeah
From the house of cu-, cu-cu-cu, cu-cu-cumbia
What a cute photo, I know that bar
Where we were seven days ago
And we laughed while dancing the waltz
How can someone change so much in less than one measure?
From crying drunk and saying 'I love you' to not even talking
I've got a thousand questions and not one apology
Let's see if facing me you can answer one of them
Why were there two glasses on the nightstand?
If I didn't even sleep at the house last night
It's obvious, it shows on your skin
You have traces of yesterday, yeah
Why don't you dare look at me without guilt?
If you chose to make my bed, his
It's obvious that it's hard for me to believe
I think so much about why, yeah