Música Serve Pra Isso - Os Mulheres Negras

I'm not the kind of fool Who's gonna sit and sing to you, About stars, girl. But last night I looked up into The dark half of the blue, And they'd gone backwards. Something in your magnetism Must have pissed them off, Forcing them to get an early night. I have been searching from The bottom to the top, For such a sight As the one I caught when I saw your... Fingers dimming in the lights Like you're used to being told that you're trouble And I spent all night Stuck on the puzzle Nobody I asked Knew how he came to be the one To whom you surrendered Any man who wasn't led away Into the other room Stood pretending That something in your magnetism Hadn't just made him drop Whoever's hand it was that he was holding. I have been searching From the bottom to the top, For such a sight As the one I caught when I saw your... Fingers dimming in the lights, Like you're used to being told that you're trouble, And I spent all night, Stuck on the puzzle. I tried to swim to the side, But my feet got caught in the middle, And I thought I'd seen the light, But oh, no. I was just stuck on the puzzle. Stuck on the puzzle.