We Don't Talk About Bruno (feat. Caleb Hyles & Jonathan Young)

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

Grew to live in fear of Bruno stuttering and stumbling
I could always hear him sorta 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?

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 hear him now)
I can hear him now

Oh, 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

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 fine, I'm fine)
Bruno says it looks like rain (why did he tell us?)
Calls your name, it all fades to black (betrothed to another)
Married in a hurricane (what a joyous day, but anyway)

Here'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)