Volveras a Mi
De botella en mano y el pecho dolido
Juan Gabriel de fondo y riendo de mí mismo
Me puse a pensar, cómo podía aceptar
Que de tantas maneras me pudieras pisotear
Todo el mundo sabía y de mí se reían
La güeva era yo que no lo creía
Pero lo malo se paga y estoy seguro que
Volverás a mí
El que salía a las tres de la mañana de tu casa era tu primo
¡Umm, sí claro!
Y los mensajes privados del Facebook eran de amigos que nada que ver
¡Umm, sí claro!
No contestabas cuando estabas conmigo por no interrumpir
¡Umm, sí claro!
Solo hasta ahora comprendo y con la frente doliendo te digo que
Volverás a mí
Y ahora comprendo
Porque no había tiempo pa' dedicarme a mí
Porque no había tiempo para llamarme
Porque eras tan fría para besarme
Porque últimamente no querías tocarme
Estabas cansada de lo mismo
Lo que hacías conmigo lo hacías con otros cinco
Y cinco apuesto a que vienen llorando, rogando yo sé que tú
Volverás a mí
El que salía a las tres de la mañana de tu casa era tu primo
¡Umm, sí claro!
Y los mensajes privados del Facebook eran de amigos que nada que ver
¡Umm, sí claro!
No contestabas cuando estabas conmigo por no interrumpir
¡Umm, sí claro!
Solo hasta ahora comprendo y con la frente doliendo te digo que
Volverás a mí
Voy a humillarte y de ti voy a burlarme
Cuando estés mal, no soy yo quien va ayudarte
Por el contrario voy a alegrarme
Cuando estés mal, no pienses que con llamarme
Vas a lograr que sienta lástima y te digo
Lo que menos quiero ahora, mami, es regresar contigo
Pero antes de que cojas tu camino en la cara te diré
Regresaste a mí
De botella en mano y el pecho dolido
Juan Gabriel de fondo y riendo de mí mismo
Me puse a pensar, cómo podía aceptar
Que de tantas maneras me pudieras pisotear
Todo el mundo sabía y de mí se reían
La güeva era yo que no lo creía
Pero lo malo se paga y estoy seguro que
Volverás a mí
El que salía a las tres de la mañana de tu casa era tu primo
¡Ummm, sí claro!
Y los mensajes privados del Facebook eran de amigos que nada que ver
¡Ummm, sí claro!
No contestabas cuando estabas conmigo por no interrumpir
¡Ummm, sí claro!
Solo hasta ahora comprendo y con la frente doliendo te digo que
Volverás a mí
¡Ja, ja, ja, ja!
Porque sigo demostrando que yo tengo el control del género romántico
La Voz, (¡Yelsid, mami!, ¡Oh, mami!)
You Will Come Back to Me
With a bottle in hand and a hurting chest
Juan Gabriel playing in the background and laughing at myself
I started to think, how could I accept
That in so many ways you could trample me
Everyone knew and laughed at me
The fool was me who didn't believe it
But the bad things are paid for and I'm sure that
You will come back to me
The one who left your house at three in the morning was your cousin
Umm, yeah right!
And the private messages on Facebook were from friends who had nothing to do with it
Umm, yeah right!
You didn't answer when you were with me so as not to interrupt
Umm, yeah right!
Only now do I understand and with a hurting forehead I tell you that
You will come back to me
And now I understand
Because there was no time to dedicate to myself
Because there was no time to call me
Because you were so cold to kiss me
Because lately you didn't want to touch me
You were tired of the same
What you did with me you did with five others
And I bet five are coming back crying, begging, I know that you
Will come back to me
The one who left your house at three in the morning was your cousin
Umm, yeah right!
And the private messages on Facebook were from friends who had nothing to do with it
Umm, yeah right!
You didn't answer when you were with me so as not to interrupt
Umm, yeah right!
Only now do I understand and with a hurting forehead I tell you that
You will come back to me
I will humiliate you and I will mock you
When you're down, I won't be the one to help you
On the contrary, I will be happy
When you're down, don't think that by calling me
You'll make me feel sorry and I tell you
The last thing I want now, baby, is to get back with you
But before you take your path, I'll tell you to your face
You came back to me
With a bottle in hand and a hurting chest
Juan Gabriel playing in the background and laughing at myself
I started to think, how could I accept
That in so many ways you could trample me
Everyone knew and laughed at me
The fool was me who didn't believe it
But the bad things are paid for and I'm sure that
You will come back to me
The one who left your house at three in the morning was your cousin
Umm, yeah right!
And the private messages on Facebook were from friends who had nothing to do with it
Umm, yeah right!
You didn't answer when you were with me so as not to interrupt
Umm, yeah right!
Only now do I understand and with a hurting forehead I tell you that
You will come back to me
Ha, ha, ha, ha!
Because I keep showing that I have control of the romantic genre
The Voice, (Yelsid, baby!, Oh, baby!)