Peppermints
And your purse is full of peppermints and promises.
And you're knee-deep in sentiment and butterscotch.
And you use my arm to dot your "I"...
Don't say, don't say, don't say anything to me...
Don't say, don't say, don't say anything at all.
And your mouth is full of angry words and cinnamon.
And your lips are stained with Catholic guilt and grenadine.
And you use my arm to dot your "I"...
(But it doesn't matter, you never bothered.)
Don't say, don't say, don't say anything to me...
Don't say, don't say, don't say, 'cos you don't know anything to me.
Don't say, don't say, don't say anything at all.
Mentas
Y tu bolso está lleno de mentas y promesas.
Y estás hasta el cuello de sentimentalismo y caramelo de mantequilla.
Y usas mi brazo para poner el punto en tu 'i'...
No digas, no digas, no me digas nada...
No digas, no digas, no digas nada en absoluto.
Y tu boca está llena de palabras enojadas y canela.
Y tus labios están manchados de culpa católica y granadina.
Y usas mi brazo para poner el punto en tu 'i'...
(Pero no importa, nunca te molestaste.)
No digas, no digas, no me digas nada...
No digas, no digas, no digas, porque no sabes nada de mí.
No digas, no digas, no me digas nada en absoluto.