Cuando tu estabas con migo
you siempre era feliz...

How could you cry for me after we parted
and act like nothings wrong...

Why do i cry so much
my heart wide open and weak...

You thought you didn't need me
you thought you didn't care...

I need a new man
to love and embrace...

Once you had my love
right away you stole my heart...

Many people dont know it...
some are confused by it...

Love is an art
Love is a passion...

People are saying
it will not last forever...

Darkness is overcoming me
and slowly eating me alive...

So confused...
so depressed...

Its too late to say I'm sorry
Its too late to want me back...