Buenos Aires

I flew there with a suitcase full of maybe
Left my gloss and heart at Gate 3
Your name in my notes like a secret city
I thought love would look like graffiti
Obelisk shining, but I felt small
Your last hand-shaking hit harder than the fall
Tango lights and lonely wine
I danced with ghosts pretending fine

Buenos Aires was a lie
We hand-shaked, and then goodbye
I kissed the air and blamed the sky
Red lips, fake trips, tears don't dry
Buenos Aires was a lie
Your scent in streets I passed by
Lost myself in every why
Wish I could delete July

Balcony views with your name in my phone
City alive, but I felt alone
Bought a dress you'd never see
Told strangers I was happy
I took pics where you should've been
Captioned love, but cropped the sin
Even the Moon felt like a spy
Laughing down from a crimson sky

Buenos Aires was a lie
Thought you loved, you passed me by
Cafe tables felt too wide
Even dulce tasted dry
Buenos Aires was a lie
Postcards I'll never send, I cry
You loved me in another life
But not in mine, not this time

Buenos Aires was a lie
But I still wear that night like a goodbye
Rooftops blurred and stars ran high
I kissed the pain and let it die
Buenos Aires was a-
A lullaby