Hmm, hmm, hmm

Too many fights, I don't even know why
Crazy, you call me to bed
And then fight in the street
Time hurts without you
Longing that burns in the chest
Expert in suffering

Skin on skin
With you there's no one like
No one, no one
And now you already know the power you have
You make me a hostage, you make me a hostage

Think what you want
I just want you to believe in me
I am your woman
And this feeling is only yours
Only yours

Love, love, love, love, love, love, love
Love, love, love, love, love
Love, love, love, love, love, love, love
Love, love, love

Every time we fight I feel bad
Stopped in time waiting for the end
You don't take me seriously
Makes me feel incapable
Toxic, love
(Yeah) takes away my peace

Skin on skin
With you there's no one like
No one, no one (no one) hey
Now you already know the power you have
You make me a hostage
But what entertains you is sex after the fight
When you call me just to hear my voice
It's too much for my life
Oh, my heart is not your toy (your toy)
Is this what you call love
I accept you this way, your way, yes
Because I'm afraid of losing you

I know it's already late to think if it was unintentional
Speaking the truth, love, I don't intend to understand you
Intentions aside, I know we're going to solve it
Too many discussions, too many fights I don't even know why

Too many fights, I don't even know why
Crazy, you call me to bed
And then fight in the street
Time hurts without you
Longing that burns in the chest
Expert in suffering

Fight and post, why?
Call in private
I know jealousy is good
But too much like this, it's not
Gourmet routine, I prepared for you
To calm your heart

Today it's Netflix that's going to watch us
I want to do something different
I catch you from behind, I catch you from the front
I already have a plan in my mind
I forgave you, you cursed and I cursed
Now come, oh

We fight and make love all night
She's from the crime, let me know your mouth
She loves me so much that she goes crazy
Suddenly we are without clothes

Yeah

Too many fights, I don't even know why
Crazy, you call me to bed
And then fight in the street
Time hurts without you (without you)
Longing that burns in the chest
Expert in suffering (oh)

Oh
Too many fights, I don't even know why
Ludmilla
Gaab and Delacruz

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