Well I thought I found love But it messed me up And now there's nothing I can do My lack of self respect Took me to hell and back Oh the things I let you do Well now take a knee You're gonna listen to me After all you've put me through All you'll do is pout When I say I need out no I can't stand you Cut loose and Been used and Beggars Cannot be choosers Don't know what What I saw Now everything seems to be my fault It's time I cut you away Cause I'm miserable I can't stand another day No I'm miserable You wanna just talk it out And by talk you always mean Scream and shout I can't stand another day No I'm miserable I can't stand your pretty face The way you look at me like I'm a disgrace but I I can't seem to walk away But it's not my fault That I make you feel safe And I'm Not ready for the pettiness that comes with this Forever playing games That I just wanna quite And your not ready to be alone again Which I'm not Sure I'll ever understand and Cut loose and Been used and Beggars Cannot be choosers Don't know what What I saw Now everything seems to be my fault It's time I cut you away Cause I'm miserable I can't stand another day No I'm miserable You wanna just talk it out And by talk you always mean Scream and shout I can't stand another day No I'm miserable The things that I used to know Are gonna go away And I can't stand the thought Of another day Of trying to make you feel safe I tried and It hurts cause I knew it was never gonna work cause I tried and It hurt cause I knew it was never gonna work cause It's time I cut you away Cause I'm miserable I can't stand another day No I'm miserable You wanna just talk it out And by talk you always mean Scream and shout I can't stand another day No I'm miserable It's time I cut you away Cause I'm miserable I can't stand another day No I'm miserable You wanna just talk it out And by talk you always mean Scream and shout I can't stand another day No I'm miserable

Miserable, no la niegues Por unos pesos más que tienes no te burles, Sé un poco más hombre y dá la cara, Que yo como tú soy gente de barriada No fue una mujer la que engañaste, Fue la niña de la casa que enredaste. Miserable, no la humilles Por unos pesos más que tienes no la pintas, Sé un poco más hombre y dá la cara, Conmigo por dios que te sale bien cara No fué una mujer la que engañaste, Es mi niña y no hay razón para perdonarte. Miserable, miserable. Cómo llora, presiente que es pecadora, Pecadora, pecadora. Cómo llora, presiente que es pecadora Mi hijita la menor la coje y le pregunta qué le pasó, Porqué se hechó la barriguita de cristina. Cómo llora, presiente que es pecadora Qué confundida está mi nena Que ni a la esquina sale porque se muere de pena. Cómo llora, presiente que es pecadora Pero esto no se queda así Aunque más tarde me espere una condena. Cómo llora, presiente que es pecadora Pecadora, pecadora Alberto barros y su tributo a la salsa colombiana Ataca Cómo llora, presiente que es pecadora, Pecadora, pecadora Mi hogar está destruido Por un hombre corrompido El honor de mi casa corroído Dígame usted señor juez, mi venganza tiene sentido. Cómo llora, presiente que es pecadora Pecadora, pecadora Te lo dice, alberto barros Miserable, miserable Miserable, miserable.

Funny how quickly you burnt out the flame Gave me a smoke signal, one shot to change But you're not making a lesson out of me Cause I found you weak, not traumatizing And I've always known I been this way But my heart is pure, you can't say the same Took the long way around to get here Better alone so get drunk on your tears And I don't care if you're happy now Cause I care more that I fuck with myself Not gonna give what you want from me I'm feeling bratty I'm feeling bratty You really thought that I would come back As if you're the best thing that I've ever had God you must be out of your mind Thought I'd die without you, but I'm on fucking fire And I don't care if you're happy now Cause I care more that I fuck with myself Not gonna give what you want from me I'm feeling bratty I'm feeling bratty I'm feeling bratty It's not me, it's you Do I gotta spell it out for you Now it's your turn to cry You're history, goodbye And I don't care if you're happy now Cause I care more that I fuck with myself Not gonna give what you want from me I'm feeling bratty I'm feeling bratty I'm feeling bratty

I'm gonna tell you that you'll like me So maybe you can finally see I'm more than a mouth, I am a body And I'm not just your blowjob dream Come over, come over late night caller I'm not a hotline, I am something Not sure you know me as something other Then being just your fantasy You can tell me what you want I won't reach for your heart I just wanna know where to start And after you leave you'll feel nothing for me But when you need me, I'll be in your dreams Come over, come over late night caller I'm not a hotline, I am something Not sure you know me as something other Then being just your fantasy Then being just your blowjob dream Then being in your fantasy Don't wanna know who you are Not your backseat star There's more to this, then you let on What is it that you feel? Are your emotions real? You can't come back to mine that void I can't heal You think I'm what you need, you can't possible believe I'm hanging up the phone This call's ending You know where I'll be Come over, come over late night caller I'm not a hotline, I am something Not sure you know me as something other Then being just your fantasy Then being just your blowjob dream Then being in your fantasy