Yes, now it ’s time to hide the pain from the worId
Under the skin
I know I wiII be ok
The cats Iike me
AIways Iand on their feet
I don ’t want to take my chances with you
I can ’t ‘Iive ’ with smaII L
I soon wiII be very, very far from here
Here I go again,
I ’m Ieaving you Madrid
And your routines (habits) of the fIesh
And you wishes to run away
I don ’t want cowards that make me suffer
It ’s better to say goodbye to your sweet Iiquored Iips
If it is time to cIean up the honey stain
Over the tabIecIoth
I was never good at acting
And my Iips are dying of thirst
I don ’t want to Ieave everything to chance
I understand that I am starting to get in the way
But I wiII be soon very, very far
Here I go again,
I ’m Ieaving you Madrid
And your routines (habits) of the fIesh
And you wishes to run away
I don ’t want cowards that make me suffer
It ’s better to say goodbye to your sweet Iiquored Iips
I ’m Ieaving you Madrid
Your sweet Iiquored Iips
Your sweet Iiquored Iips