Our pics are all around the city
They look perfect, but they just don't see
That we go to different bedrooms to sleep
And it has been like that for longer than a week
I write, she doesn't respond
I call, it seems she doesn't wanna talk
Is she with him again?
You're asking"Who do you mean?", well, let's set the record straight
My fiancé has a husband here
It seems that she wants him to disappear
But I know him
Trust me, this story's even better than in foreign films
Is she with me for money?
We talked last night about it
He is handsome, he is pretty, much better than me
Why you tell me that your love for him is gone, what's the deal?
People read these magazines
Where pics of us are on full display to see
They ask why we can't be a family
My bosses tell me that's the reason I'm still here
My fiancé has a husband here
Why did I choose this f*cking industry?
This mess to clean
No ring, no deal
My fiancé has a husband here
I'm tired to hear they scream in bed near me
Again, I need
Some time to fall asleep, we are still stuck in here
(My fiancé has a husband) We are still stuck in here
(My fiancé has a husband) We are still stuck in here
(My fiancé has a husband, my fiancé has a husband)
It's three A.M, I am back
She's standing naked while he's laying in our bed
I am prepared
Do your job perfectly, they're leaning down my head