With Her
Remember sitting in your car
You hand on mine while I was driving you
The subtle movement filled with nerves
And beads of sweat, well they just seeped right through
The denim of my jeans, we breathe like a dead shoreline
Your eyes so honest, like a child's
Felt like you were only mine
Every time I saw your face I thought
I had you on my own, that I was yours
Every time I saw you on the screen
I thought you were with me
You were with her, her, her
With her, her, her
With her, her, her
With her, her, her
With her, her, her
With her, her, her
With her, her, her
With her, her, her
Remember sitting in your car
Your hands stretched out behind the driver's seat
You said we had to hide it
That they wouldn't understand you loving me
And I never felt like such a pet
And I followed every step
My hand was yours to hold
How silly now I know, how silly now I know
To think we were alone
Every time I heard your voice on the phone
I thought I had you to myself, that we were alone
Every time I saw your face on the screen
I thought you loved me
You were with her, her, her
With her, her, her
With her, her, her
With her, her, her
With her, her, her
With her, her, her
With her, her, her
With her, her, her
With her, her, her (Every time, every time)...with her, her, her
With her, her, her (Every time, every time)...with her, her, her
With her, her, her (Every time, every time)...with her, her, her
With her, her, her (Every time, every time)...with her, her, her
(Every time, every time)
If you just don't get it, should I enjoy being hurt
(Every time, every time)
If you just don't get it, should I enjoy being hurt
(Every time, every time)
If you just don't get it, should I enjoy being hurt
(Every time, every time)
If you just don't get it, should I enjoy being hurt
(Every time, every time)
If you just don't get it, should I enjoy being hurt
(Every time, every time)
If you just don't get it, should I enjoy being hurt
(Every time, every time)
Con Ella
Recuerdo estar sentado en tu auto
Tu mano sobre la mía mientras te conducía
El sutil movimiento lleno de nervios
Y las gotas de sudor, bueno, simplemente se filtraban
El denim de mis jeans, respiramos como una costa muerta
Tus ojos tan honestos, como los de un niño
Sentía que eras solo mía
Cada vez que veía tu rostro pensaba
Que te tenía solo para mí, que era tuyo
Cada vez que te veía en la pantalla
Pensaba que estabas conmigo
Estabas con ella, ella, ella
Con ella, ella, ella
Con ella, ella, ella
Con ella, ella, ella
Con ella, ella, ella
Con ella, ella, ella
Con ella, ella, ella
Con ella, ella, ella
Recuerdo estar sentado en tu auto
Tus manos extendidas detrás del asiento del conductor
Dijiste que teníamos que ocultarlo
Que no entenderían que me amaras
Y nunca me sentí tan usada
Y seguí cada paso
Mi mano era tuya para sostener
Qué tonta ahora sé, qué tonta ahora sé
Pensar que estábamos solos
Cada vez que escuchaba tu voz por teléfono
Pensaba que te tenía solo para mí, que estábamos solos
Cada vez que veía tu rostro en la pantalla
Pensaba que me amabas
Estabas con ella, ella, ella
Con ella, ella, ella
Con ella, ella, ella
Con ella, ella, ella
Con ella, ella, ella
Con ella, ella, ella
Con ella, ella, ella
Con ella, ella, ella
Con ella, ella, ella (Cada vez, cada vez)... con ella, ella, ella
Con ella, ella, ella (Cada vez, cada vez)... con ella, ella, ella
Con ella, ella, ella (Cada vez, cada vez)... con ella, ella, ella
Con ella, ella, ella (Cada vez, cada vez)... con ella, ella, ella
(Cada vez, cada vez)
Si simplemente no lo entiendes, ¿debería disfrutar siendo lastimado?
(Cada vez, cada vez)
Si simplemente no lo entiendes, ¿debería disfrutar siendo lastimado?
(Cada vez, cada vez)
Si simplemente no lo entiendes, ¿debería disfrutar siendo lastimado?
(Cada vez, cada vez)
Si simplemente no lo entiendes, ¿debería disfrutar siendo lastimado?
(Cada vez, cada vez)
Si simplemente no lo entiendes, ¿debería disfrutar siendo lastimado?
(Cada vez, cada vez)
Si simplemente no lo entiendes, ¿debería disfrutar siendo lastimado?
(Cada vez, cada vez)
Escrita por: Martha Brown