This one is set at a party where everyone keeps poking the bruise. He opens with house rules: "Lo primero que les digo, que no pregunten por ella" (the first thing I tell you all: don't ask about her). And if they want to know whether he still misses her? "Pregúntenle a la botella" (ask the bottle). That is a great dodge, and it tells you everything.
His friends are "tercos" (stubborn), and he came "para distraerme" (to distract myself), but they won't let him. The chorus, "Están viendo cómo estoy y todavía me la destapan" (you can see the state I'm in and you still open another one for me), is about friends cracking open one more beer when he is already a mess, even though "el alcohol solamente me hace extrañarla" (alcohol only makes me miss her). Then they put on 'La Perdida', a heartbreak song, and he begs them not to, because "me puede abrir la herida" (it can open the wound). He ends up telling his sad story again and feeling like "un pendejo", a crude Mexican word for an idiot.