Today I woke up on the living room floor
With my gaze avoiding a new sun
That timidly caressed my cheek

Outside, swallows and a plane were arguing
But the silence at home was deafening
These walls know well what happened

I no longer want your apologies, I don't want to hear your voice
I don't want anything, just a bit of courage
To tell you that you are not better than me

It's over, your hand in the wind drawing a belt
Your cowardly voice excusing the shooter
Your condolences explaining the reason

And that's why I'm leaving and that's why I tell you
Not even the devil himself would have done the harm you've done to me
And that's why I'm leaving, that's why I curse you
But before I go, I want to tell you to your face once without fear
That you are not worth more than me

Under the seams, I am still made of paper
I gave you my soul written in every sunset
I gave you my life and you crumpled it without reading

I carry your ghosts tattooed on my skin
And your disdain walking on the platform of my memory
That never misses the train

Not one more sleepless night waiting for the hunter
Disoriented by the fog and alcohol
While at dawn an empty magazine falls

It's over, looking at the ground when I cross the alley
Of your miseries as if it were my fault
In my sadness, no one rules more than me

And that's why I'm leaving and that's why I tell you
Not even the devil himself would have done the harm you've done to me
And that's why I'm leaving, that's why I curse you
But before I go, I want to tell you to your face once without fear
That on your journey to oblivion along the infinite path you will see
You will see how the wind that keeps my screams spits all my pain in your face
When you feel cold in a corner of the centuries
You will hear what the moon always tells the cowardly sun
That you are not worth more than me

That you are not worth more than me
That you are not worth more than me

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