I'm just tired now
Ask me again if it's there
Anyway, now I'm ready, this time I'll tell you the truth
That really exists, you weren't wrong to talk about it
When I lay down, I could smell that one
And the blue jacket with my name
No, it's not true that a friend of mine bought it for me
It was her, with her own money
That we saw together on Via Roma a week ago

Maybe for these things you never did it to me
Maybe the absurd dinners with your bastard friends
A vile court ready only for condemnation
Who, while doing chores, listens to the radio and wants to sing
Madonna, you know what a shame when they come to know
That your own husband can have a lover
A young girl born in a basement in Sanità
Who speaks broken Italian to resemble her mother more
You who never understood anything
Because you don't have different feelings from those I have to change

How much time wasted, that we will never find again
She here in my bed, but in the dark, you seem like her
I know you have secrets that maybe you never told me
And that sometimes you lie when they ask you about us (yeah)
Three in the morning, I'm home, she just left
Street lamps, they make a strange light
Who knows if you're awake or already asleep
With the phone in hand waiting for my call (yeah)
We hurt each other just to stay here
But in love, the one who loses is not the one who leaves
And I see you again every time I look elsewhere
But maybe we're just lonely people

Maybe for these things you never did it to me
Maybe the absurd dinners with your bastard friends
A vile court ready only for condemnation
Who, while doing chores, listens to the radio and wants to sing
Madonna, you know what a shame when they come to know
That your own husband can have a lover
A young girl born in a basement in Sanità
Who speaks broken Italian to resemble her mother more
You who never understood anything
Because you don't have different feelings from those I have to change

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