Mal Gusto
Ay, amor
Y esto es Pipe Bueno
Ay, ay, ay
Se te dañó el gusto, bebé
Se te cayó la máscara
Tú nunca fuiste buena
Tú siempre mentías
Loba vestida de oveja
No me das ni pena
Esa carita linda
Era pura hipocresía
Pero qué va
Total ya lo sabía
Tú siempre fuiste ajena
Tú nunca fuiste mía
El problema nunca fue
Que me dejaras
Ni tampoco
Que me cambiaras por otro
El problema no es
Que fuiste infiel
Es que bajaste de nivel
Lo que duele
No es lo que me hiciste
Sino con quién
Qué mal gusto, bebé
Qué mal gusto
Que me dejaras, okay
Pero por él no es justo
Qué mal gusto, bebé
Qué mal gusto
Que me dejaras, okay
Pero por él no es justo
Y qué mal gusto tienes, mi amor
Ay, ay, ay
Pero qué va
Total ya lo sabía
Tú siempre fuiste ajena
Tú nunca fuiste mía
El problema nunca fue
Que me dejaras
Ni tampoco
Que me cambiaras por otro
El problema no es
Que fuiste infiel
Es que bajaste de nivel
Lo que duele
No es lo que me hiciste
Sino con quién
El problema nunca fue
Que me dejaras
Ni tampoco
Que me cambiaras por otro
El problema no es
Que fuiste infiel
Es que bajaste de nivel
Lo que duele
No es lo que me hiciste
Sino con quién
Qué mal gusto, bebé
Qué mal gusto
Que me dejaras, okay
Pero por él no es justo
Qué mal gusto, bebé
Qué mal gusto
Que me dejaras, okay
Pero por él no es justo
Bad Taste
Oh, baby
This is Pipe Bueno
Oh, oh, oh
You lost your taste, baby
Your mask fell off
You were never good
You always lied
A wolf dressed as a sheep
You don't even make me feel bad
That pretty face
Was all just hypocrisy
But whatever
I already knew
You were always someone else's
You were never mine
The problem was never
That you left me
Nor that you
Switched me for another
The problem isn't
That you were unfaithful
It's that you lowered your standards
What hurts
Isn't what you did to me
But who with
What bad taste, baby
What bad taste
That you left me, okay
But it's not fair for him
What bad taste, baby
What bad taste
That you left me, okay
But it's not fair for him
And what bad taste you have, my love
Oh, oh, oh
But whatever
I already knew
You were always someone else's
You were never mine
The problem was never
That you left me
Nor that you
Switched me for another
The problem isn't
That you were unfaithful
It's that you lowered your standards
What hurts
Isn't what you did to me
But who with
The problem was never
That you left me
Nor that you
Switched me for another
The problem isn't
That you were unfaithful
It's that you lowered your standards
What hurts
Isn't what you did to me
But who with
What bad taste, baby
What bad taste
That you left me, okay
But it's not fair for him
What bad taste, baby
What bad taste
That you left me, okay
But it's not fair for him