Hombres de Papel
No te gustó verme con él, de la mano
Me buscas con los ojos, siempre que salgo
Quería pelear, pero hoy, ni me gasto
Braking dishes suena fuerte en el auto
No vengas a joder, con el que pienso en vos también
(Yo sé que), algo escondes
En tus ojos lo puedo ver, (que siempre) fuiste igual que él
Y todos, hombres de papel, se rompen
Sé que en la noche me lloras (ah)
Uh, a Cupido le hice la cruz
Y ahora me apunta a mí la luz
Y volvería a decirte
Fuiste igual que él
Y todos, hombres de papel, se rompen
(Se rompen)
(Se rompen)
A veces pienso
Que fácil se hace, dejar de responderte para que me llames
Todos iguales, están vacíos
Ay, nada de vos llama mi atención
No me sorprende
No te gustó verme con él, de la mano
Me buscas con los ojos, siempre que salgo
Quería pelear, pero hoy, ni me gasto
Braking dishes suena fuerte en el auto
No vengas a joder, con el que pienso en vos también
(Yo sé que), algo escondes
En tus ojos lo puedo ver, (que siempre) fuiste igual que él
Y todos, hombres de papel, se rompen
Sé que en la noche me lloras (ah)
Uh, a Cupido le hice la cruz
Y ahora me apunta a mí la luz
Y volvería a decirte
Fuiste igual que él
Y todos, hombres de papel, se rompen
(Se rompen)
(Se rompen)
Paper Men
You didn't like seeing me with him, hand in hand
You look for me with your eyes, every time I go out
You wanted to fight, but today, I won't even bother
Breaking dishes sounds loud in the car
Don't come messing around, with the one I think of you too
(I know that), you're hiding something
I can see it in your eyes, (that you always) were just like him
And all of them, paper men, they break
I know you cry for me at night (ah)
Uh, I turned my back on Cupid
And now the light's pointing at me
And I would tell you again
You were just like him
And all of them, paper men, they break
(They break)
(They break)
Sometimes I think
How easy it is, to stop responding so you call me
They're all the same, they're empty
Oh, nothing about you catches my attention
It doesn't surprise me
You didn't like seeing me with him, hand in hand
You look for me with your eyes, every time I go out
You wanted to fight, but today, I won't even bother
Breaking dishes sounds loud in the car
Don't come messing around, with the one I think of you too
(I know that), you're hiding something
I can see it in your eyes, (that you always) were just like him
And all of them, paper men, they break
I know you cry for me at night (ah)
Uh, I turned my back on Cupid
And now the light's pointing at me
And I would tell you again
You were just like him
And all of them, paper men, they break
(They break)
(They break)
Escrita por: Ramiro Valentín Dominguez, María Leticia Gentile, Franco La Rosa