We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no We don't talk about Bruno, but It was my wedding day (it was our wedding day) We were getting ready, and there wasn't a cloud in the sky (No clouds allowed in the sky) Bruno walks in with a mischievous grin (thunder) You telling this story, or am I? (I'm sorry, mi vida, go on) Bruno says, "It looks like rain" (why did he tell us?) In doing so, he floods my brain (Abuela, get the umbrellas) Married in a hurricane (what a joyous day, but anyway) We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no We don't talk about Bruno Hey, grew to live in fear of Bruno stuttering or stumbling I can always hear him sort of muttering and mumbling I associate him with the sound of falling sand, ch-ch-ch It's a heavy lift, with a gift so humbling Always left Abuela and the family fumbling Grappling with prophecies they couldn't understand Do you understand? A seven-foot frame, rats along his back When he calls your name, it all fades to black Yeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on your screams (hey) We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no We don't talk about Bruno (we don't talk about Bruno) He told me, my fish would die, the next day, dead (no, no) He told me, I'd grow a gut, and just like he said (no, no) He said that all my hair would disappear, now, look at my head (no, no) Your fate is sealed when your prophecy is read He told me that the life of my dreams Would be promised, and someday be mine He told me that my power would grow Like the grapes that thrive on the vine Óye, Mariano's on his way He told me that the man of my dreams Would be just out of reach, betrothed to another It's like I hear him now Hey, sis, I want not a sound out of you (like I can hear him now) I can hear him now Um, Bruno Yeah, about that Bruno I really need to know about Bruno Gimme the truth and the whole truth, Bruno (Isabella, your boyfriend's here) Time for dinner! A seven-foot frame (it was my wedding day) Rats along his back (we were getting ready) When he calls your name (and there wasn't a cloud in the sky) It all fades to black (no clouds allowed in the sky) Yeah, he sees your dreams (Bruno walks in) And feasts on your screams (with a mischievous grin) (Thunder) You telling this story, or am I? Oye, Mariano's on his way (I'm fine) Bruno says, "It looks like rain" (a seven-foot frame, rats along his back) In doing so, he floods my brain (when he calls your name, it all fades to black) Married in a hurricane (and I'm fine, and I'm fine, and I'm fine, I'm fine) He's here! Don't talk about Bruno, no (why did I talk about Bruno?) Not a word about Bruno (I never should've brought up Bruno)

We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no We don't talk about Bruno, but It was my wedding day It was our wedding day We were getting ready And there wasn't a cloud in the sky No clouds allowed in the sky Bruno walks in with a mischievous grin Thunder You're telling the story, or am I? I'm sorry, mi vida, go on Bruno says, "It looks like rain" Why did he tell us? In doing so, he floods my brain Abuela, get the umbrellas Married in a hurricane What a joyous day, but anyway We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no We don't talk about Bruno Hey, grew to live in fear of Bruno stuttering or stumbling I can always hear him sort of muttering and mumbling I associate him with the sound of falling sand It's a heavy lift with a gift so humbling Always left Abuela and the family fumbling Grappling with prophecies they couldn't understand Do you understand? Seven-foot frame, rats along his back When he calls your name, it all fades to black Yeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on your screams (hey) We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no (we don't talk about Bruno) We don't talk about Bruno (we don't talk about Bruno) He told me my fish would die, the next day, dead (no, no) He told me I'd grow a gut and just like he said (no, no) He said that all my hair would disappear, now, look at my head (no, no) Hey! Your fate is sealed when your prophecy is read He told me that the life of my dreams Would be promised, and someday be mine He told me that my power would grow Like the grapes that thrive on the vine Óye, Mariano's on his way He told me that the man of my dreams Would be just out of reach Betrothed to another It's like I hear him, now Hey sis, I want not a sound out of you It's like I can hear him now, I can hear him now Oh, Bruno Yeah, about that Bruno I really need to know about Bruno Give me the truth and the whole truth, Bruno Isabella, your boyfriend's here Time for dinner A seven-foot frame, rats along his back It was my wedding day It was our wedding day We were getting ready And there wasn't a cloud in the sky No clouds allowed in the sky Bruno walks in with a mischievous grin Thunder You're telling the story, or am I? I'm sorry, mi vida, go on Bruno says, "It looks like rain" Why did he tell us? In doing so, he floods my brain Abuela, get the umbrellas Married in a hurricane What a joyous day, but anyway He's here Don't talk about Bruno Why did I talk about Bruno? Not a word about Bruno I never should have brought up Bruno

We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no We don't talk about Bruno But...! It was my wedding day (it was our wedding day) We were getting ready And there wasn't a cloud in the sky (no clouds allowed in the sky) Bruno walks in with a mischievous grin (thunder) You telling this story, or am I? (I'm sorry, mi vida, go on) Bruno says, "It looks like rain" (why did he tell us?) In doing so, he floods my brain (Abuela, get the umbrellas) Married in a hurricane (what a joyous day, but anyway) We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no We don't talk about Bruno (hey) Grew to live in fear of Bruno stuttering or stumbling I can always hear him sort of muttering and mumbling I associate him with the sound of falling sand (ch, ch, ch) It's a heavy lift with a gift so humbling Always left Abuela and the family fumbling Grappling with prophecies they couldn't understand Do you understand? A seven-foot frame, rats along his back When he calls your name, it all fades to black Yeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on your screams (hey) We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no (no, no) We don't talk about Bruno (we don't talk about Bruno) He told me my fish would die The next day, dead (no, no) He told me I'd grow a gut And just like he said (no, no) He said that all my hair would disappear Now, look at my head (no, no) Your fate is sealed when your prophecy is read He told me that the life of my dreams Would be promised and someday be mine He told me that my power would grow Like the grapes that thrive on the vine (óye, Mariano's on his way) He told me that the man of my dreams Would be just out of reach, betrothed to another It's like I hear him now (hey sis) I want not a sound out of you (it's like I can hear him now) I can hear him now Um, Bruno Yeah, about that Bruno I really need to know about Bruno Gimme the truth and the whole truth, Bruno Isabella, your boyfriend's here! Time for dinner A seven-foot frame (it was my wedding day, it was our wedding day) Rats along his back (we were getting ready) When he calls your name (and there wasn't a cloud in the sky) It all fades to black (no clouds allowed in the sky!) Yeah, he sees your dreams (Bruno walks in with a mischievous grin-) And feasts on your screams (thunder!) You telling this story, or am I? I'm sorry, mi Vida, go on (óye, Mariano's on his way) Bruno says, "It looks like rain" (why did he tell us?) In doing so, he floods my brain Married in a hurricane He's here! Don't talk about Bruno (why did I talk about Bruno?) Not a word about Bruno I never shoulda brought up Bruno!

Inside your torn up.just a hungry soul And as the days go by The clock keeps moving on So much time you wasted Fearing the feelings deep inside Out in the pouring rain Look at who you are Oh! yeah... a hungry soul This city soon forgets the marks you leave behind Even your loudest scream, swallowed by it's laugh Set me free from these chains I don't wanna be another slave Cry myself to sleep at night No rest in my dream In the wind, in the sky I seek the key for tomorrow Shine on me, shine on you I'm still seaching for a hungry soul I'll get, get, get, get, get ya! Hungry soul... you're living in my heart Hungry soul... you've gotta lead the way Hungry soul... it's all for one Hungry soul... and it's one for all Inside I'm torn up.just a hungry soul Flying with my wounded wings and desire in my heart Let me go to the place... fearing the feelings deep inside Out in the pouring rain I see who I am In the wind, in the sky I seek the key for tomorrow Shine on me, shine on you I'm still seaching for a song of the brave I'll get. get ya Feel... feel ya Come on. hungry soul Hungry soul... you're living in my heart Hungry soul... you've gotta lead the way Hungry soul... it's all for one Hungry soul... and it's one for all