Cuesta, a ratos.

Answer no to these questions, let her go, learn a lesson.
Waking up from this nightmare, how's your life? what's it like there?
Is it all what you want it to be? does it hurt, when you think about me?
And how broken my heart is.
Take you away from that empty apartment you stay and forget where the heart is, someday if ever you love me you'd say...It's okay.
Maybe someday I will see you again, and you'll look me in my eyes and call me your friend.

And you'll say, it's okay...It's okay.