Que Me Duela - Gloria Trevi

Las tres de la mañana

Tengo abierta la ventana

Entra, entra bien y aguanto

Me aburre la poesía

Me emocionan las heridas

Quédate la flor

Y dame las espinas

Cientos, cientos, cientos

De caricias que me queman como cera

Será que fue el vino

Él vino a hacerme lo que quiera (x2)

Que me, que me, que me duela

Que me, que me, que me duela

No quiero que me endulces

Quiero que me envenenes

(Que me, que me, que me)

No quiero buenos días

Ni tampoco despedidas

(Que me, que me, que me)

Excita este suspenso

Me excita sentir miedo

(Que me, que me, que me)

De no saber si sera beso

O será mordida

(Que me, que me, que me)

Cientos, cientos, cientos

De caricias que me queman como cera

Será que fue el vino

Él vino a hacerme lo que quiera (x2)

Que me, que me, que me duela

Que me, que me, que me duela

Quiero sentir lo duro

Del suelo

A mí me gusta arriba

La música

Clávame la punta

De tu colmillo

Y ahora siente el vino

De los mios

Vampiros

Chupa chupa chupa

Chupa chupa chupa

Más vino

Chupa chupa chupa

Chupa chupa chupa

Chupa chupa

Más vino

Cientos, cientos, cientos

De caricias que me queman como cera

Será que fue el vino

Él vino a hacerme lo que quiera (x2)

Que me, que me, que me duela

Que me, que me, que me duela

Three o'clock in the morning

I have the window open

Come in, come in well and I hold on

poetry bores me

wounds move me

keep the flower

And give me the thorns

Hundreds, hundreds, hundreds

Of caresses that burn me like wax

Was it the wine?

He came to do what he wants to me (x2)

That it hurts me, that it hurts me

That it hurts me, that it hurts me

I don't want you to sugarcoat me

I want you to poison me

(That me, that me, that me)

I don't want good morning

Nor goodbyes

(That me, that me, that me)

Excite this suspense

It turns me on to feel afraid

(That me, that me, that me)

Of not knowing if it will be a kiss

Or will it be bitten

(That me, that me, that me)

Hundreds, hundreds, hundreds

Of caresses that burn me like wax

Was it the wine?

He came to do what he wants to me (x2)

That it hurts me, that it hurts me

That it hurts me, that it hurts me

I want to feel the hard

Ground

I like it up

The music

nail me the tip

of your fang

And now feel the wine

of mine

vampires

suck suck suck

suck suck suck

More wine

suck suck suck

suck suck suck

suck suck

More wine

Hundreds, hundreds, hundreds

Of caresses that burn me like wax

Was it the wine?

He came to do what he wants to me (x2)

That it hurts me, that it hurts me

That it hurts me, that it hurts me