Cómplice literally translates to "accomplice", but in Spanish romance, it beautifully describes a loyal partner who shares your deepest secrets.
Mon Laferte sings about being his cómplice to emphasize the profound intimacy they once shared before the breakup. This dramatic contrast makes the sudden loss of his affection feel incredibly raw and devastating.
This song is a massive, dramatic plea from someone who has been suddenly left by their partner. Mon Laferte isn't just sad; she's in disbelief, asking her ex to come back and just explain how it happened: "Ven y cuéntame la verdad / Ten piedad / Y dime por qué / Cómo fue que me dejaste de amar" (Come and tell me the truth / Have mercy / And tell me why / How was it that you stopped loving me?). She's still in their shared home, with their cats, and everything reminds her of him. The pain is so physical she says "Me siento mutilada y tan pequeña" (I feel mutilated and so small).
What's really heartbreaking is when she admits she was already dealing with a lack of affection, singing "Yo aún podía soportar / Tu tanta falta de querer" (I could still endure / Your great lack of affection). She could handle being neglected, but being completely abandoned is too much. The song gets darker as she wishes for sleep, or even death, just to stop thinking about the pain. It's a powerful performance of someone demanding answers for a love that disappeared without warning.