the fucking love story, haaa

i saw her eyes
and then i saw your eyes
you were in love with her
i could felt this feeling
i could saw your eyes looking at her

and there was me,
with this feeling,
and i dont know what to do,
there was you, in love with her
but you actually now what was i felt.

.- i was there, but now you lost me,
and you have to accept this now

. you now that i love you more than her,
i hate this song, because of you,
because love songs are boring me
this is one, but now is the end.
and someone told me that i cannot depend of you.
because i want to live

me olvide que seguia , pero ya lo arreglare. haaaaa

a veces las historias de amor cansan, aburren , pero sin querer tu eres una de esas viejas historias que nunca acaban; sin embargo, en mi, una se acabo