LA MENTIROSA - Micro Tdh

Cuatro días pensando las razones por las cuales me mentías

Me mentías

De tres cosas que me dices, cuatro de ellas tristemente son mentira

Son mentira

Y llegue a la conclusión de que tú no tienes corazón

Con razón me decías que me amabas y no significo nada para ti

Para ti

Pa’l carajo tu reclamo, yo ya no te amo

No me jodas la vida, ahí está la salida

Pa’l carajo tu reclamo, yo ya no te amo

Me jodiste la vida, pero eso se me olvida

No te hagas la interesante, Swarovski no es diamante

La pulsera Cartier no te va a dar otro amante

Tú te lo buscaste cuando abusaste

La vida no se trata de fiestas en yate

Si conmigo jugaste, caíste en Jate mate (Jate mate)

Contigo hice un home run, te bateé fuera del parque

Pa’l carajo tu reclamo (Yeah), yo ya no te amo

No me jodas la vida, ahí está la salida

Pa’l carajo tu reclamo, yo ya no te amo

Me jodiste la vida, pero eso se me olvida

Tú eres muy bonita, yeah

Pero mentirosa, yeah

Me hiciste lo malo, yeah

Miéntele a otro idiota

Yo llevo, yo llevo, yo llevo—

Cuatro días pensando las razones por las cuales me mentías, me mentías

De tres cosas que me dices, cuatro de ellas tristemente son mentira, son mentira

Y llegue a la conclusión de que tú no tienes corazón

Con razón me decías que me amabas y no significo nada para ti, para ti

Pa’l carajo tu reclamo, yo ya no te amo

No me jodas la vida, ahí está la salida

Pa’l carajo tu reclamo, yo ya no te amo

Me jodiste la vida, pero eso se me olvida

O-O-Ovy On The Drums

TDH, ah

Ovy On The Drums, ah, yeah

Mira yo ya no, no te creo nada, que eres muy mentirosa

Piroba, parida

Four days thinking about the reasons why you lied to me

you lied to me

Of three things you tell me, four of them are sadly lies

They are lies

And I came to the conclusion that you don't have a heart

No wonder you told me you loved me and I mean nothing to you

For you

For the hell of your claim, I no longer love you

Don't fuck with my life, there's the way out

For the hell of your claim, I no longer love you

You screwed up my life, but I forget that

Don't be interesting, Swarovski is not a diamond

The Cartier bracelet is not going to give you another lover

You asked for it when you abused

Life is not about yacht parties

If you played with me, you fell in Jate mate (Jate mate)

With you I hit a home run, I hit you out of the park

For the hell of your claim (Yeah), I don't love you anymore

Don't fuck with my life, there's the way out

For the hell of your claim, I no longer love you

You screwed up my life, but I forget that

You are very pretty, yeah

But liar, yeah

you did me wrong, yeah

lie to another idiot

I carry, I carry, I carry—

Four days thinking about the reasons why you lied to me, lied to me

Of three things you tell me, four of them are sadly lies, they are lies

And I came to the conclusion that you don't have a heart

No wonder you told me you loved me and I mean nothing to you, to you

For the hell of your claim, I no longer love you

Don't fuck with my life, there's the way out

For the hell of your claim, I no longer love you

You screwed up my life, but I forget that

O-O-Ovy On The Drums

TDH, oh

Ovy On The Drums, ah, yeah

Look, I don't, I don't believe you at all, you're such a liar

Piroba, parida