It bothers me that you told me that I did you wrong, if I was never the bad guy in this story, It may hurt you that I'm with him, it hurt me too Now you call me you say you love me and let's get back together, As if that were going to happen and it's not, It's not fair, yesterday there were roses in the bed from you, When I was about to let you go and now I cry again, wanting to forget you I cried and cried hugging my pillow