Ese Hombre Es Malo
Mientes
Y aunque me digas que estoy loca, esta loca conoce perfectamente
Que estás con una, estas con otra, pero esa que llegó es diferente
Me deja pistas en tu ropa para que yo sepa que ella está presente
Y mientes
Y ni siquiera te esfuerzas a ocultar lo que hoy es tan еvidente
Seguramеnte, cuando hacíamos el amor, ella pasaba por tu mente
Dime si quieres que me vaya, para que sean felices para siempre
Es que ese hombre es malo, es mentiroso, es posesivo
Se veía tan convencido de querer estar conmigo
Es que ese hombre es malo, es desleal, es atrevido
Porque quiere estar con dos, con tres, pero también conmigo
Creías que tus trucos no me los sabía
Que las marcas en tu cuerpo, no te las veía
Mirabas el teléfono y te sonreías
Creíste que ganabas, mientras me perdías
Salí, me emborraché, en cada copa, te pensé
Sin dignidad, perdí el caché de tanto, tanto que lloré
Ni así pudiste ver los años que te dediqué
Maldito el día en que me hice tu mujer
Porque ese hombre es malo, es mentiroso, es posesivo
Se veía tan convencido de querer estar conmigo
Es que ese hombre es malo, es desleal, es atrevido
Porque quiere estar con dos, con tres, pero también conmigo
Y ahora, yo me voy con este corazón herido
Porque yo siempre fui suya, pero él nunca fue mío
That Man is Bad
You're lying
And even if you say I'm crazy, this crazy girl knows perfectly well
That you're with someone, with another, but the one who showed up is different
You leave me clues on your clothes so that I know she's around
And you lie
And you don't even try to hide what's so obvious today
Surely, when we were making love, she crossed your mind
Tell me if you want me to leave, so you can be happy forever
That man is bad, he's a liar, he's possessive
He seemed so convinced he wanted to be with me
That man is bad, he's disloyal, he's bold
Because he wants to be with two, with three, but also with me
You thought I didn't know your tricks
That the marks on your body, I couldn't see them on you
You looked at your phone and you smiled
You thought you were winning, meanwhile you were losing me
I went out, I got drunk, I thought of you with each drink
Without dignity, I lost my edge from crying so, so much
Not even that could make you see the years I dedicated to you
Cursed be the day I became your woman
Because that man is bad, he's a liar, he's possessive
He seemed so convinced he wanted to be with me
That man is bad, he's disloyal, he's bold
Because he wants to be with two, with three, but also with me
And now, I'm leaving with this wounded heart
Because I was always his, but he was never mine
Escrita por: Karol G, Aj Correa, Edgar Ivan Barrera Guerra