Y Duele - Sofi de la Torre

Tú y yo no éramos perfectos

Tú y yo éramos reales

Dime con quien más te dejas

Ver así de vulnerable

A ti nadie te conoce

Como yo y tú lo sabes

Pero ya no quiero verte, no

No hay dinero que me paguen

Y me falta el aire si sé que estás con alguien

Entre otras piernas, otros labios

Y otras sábanas, sudando mi nombre

Sin que nada te importe

A ti no te enseñaron a ser un hombre

Sin que nada te importe

Y duele, y duele, y duele

Y duele

Tú y yo no éramos un cuento

Tú y yo estábamos basados en hechos reales

Y nos matamos en un momento

Y ni siquiera me avisaste

Y a ti nadie te conoce

Como yo y tú lo sabes

Pero ya no quiero verte

No hay dinero que me paguen

Y me falta el aire si sé que estás con alguien

Entre otras piernas, otros labios

Y otras sábanas, sudando mi nombre

Sin que nada te importe

A ti no te enseñaron a ser un hombre

Sin que nada te importe

Y duele, y duele, y duele

Y duele

Cambiaste una vida por un par de noches

No me alcanza el aguante pa' ser tu rebote

Y me falta el aire si sé que estás con alguien

Entre otras piernas, otros labios

Y otras sábanas, sudando mi nombre

Sin que nada te importe

A ti no te enseñaron a ser un hombre

Sin que nada te importe

Y duele, y duele, y duele

Y duele

You and me were not perfect

You and me were real

Tell me who else do you leave

See this vulnerable

Nobody knows you

Like me and you know

But I don't want to see you anymore, no

There is no money that they pay me

And I'm short of breath if I know you're with someone

Between other legs, other lips

And other sheets, sweating my name

without you caring about anything

You were not taught to be a man

without you caring about anything

And it hurts, and it hurts, and it hurts

And hurts

You and I were not a story

You and I were based on real events

And we kill ourselves in a moment

And you didn't even warn me

And nobody knows you

Like me and you know

But I don't want to see you anymore

There is no money that they pay me

And I'm short of breath if I know you're with someone

Between other legs, other lips

And other sheets, sweating my name

without you caring about anything

You were not taught to be a man

without you caring about anything

And it hurts, and it hurts, and it hurts

And hurts

You traded a life for a couple of nights

I don't have enough stamina to be your rebound

And I'm short of breath if I know you're with someone

Between other legs, other lips

And other sheets, sweating my name

without you caring about anything

You were not taught to be a man

without you caring about anything

And it hurts, and it hurts, and it hurts

And hurts