Paroles et traduction Marca MP - Era Una Obsesión

Era Una Obsesión

Ya basta de tanta indirecta, por favor
¿Que no ves que ya me encuentro mucho más mejor?
La neta lo nuestro ya no iba a funcionar
Ya tengo otra que me espera y está más buena que tú

Era una obsesión
Pura peleadera, un amor en guerra que no funcionó
Esto ya no es normal, yo quiero paz mental y, pues, contigo no
Aunque de aquí a dos, tres meses
Seguro te veré diciendo: "mi amor, te extraño"

Era una obsesión
Ya no quiero nada, pues a la chingada mandaste este amor
Tu perro amor barato, ve y dáselo a un gato, que ese no soy yo
Aunque pensándolo bien
Quiero volver a tener tus labios junto a los míos

Ya los dos sabíamos que esto no se iba a arreglar
Pero seguía aún de terco queriéndote amar
Seguir de ilusionado no tiene razón
Tú quieres todo a tu modo y ahí es donde no entro yo

Era una obsesión
Pura peleadera, un amor en guerra que no funcionó
Esto ya no es normal, yo quiero paz mental y, pues, contigo no
Aunque de aquí a dos, tres meses
Seguro te veré diciendo: "mi amor, te extraño"

Era una obsesión
Ya no quiero nada, pues a la chingada mandaste este amor
Tu perro amor barato, ve y dáselo a un gato, que ese no soy yo
Aunque pensándolo bien
Quiero volver a tener tus labios junto a los míos

It Was an Obsession

Enough with the hints, please.
Can't you see I'm doing much better now?
Honestly, what we had wasn't going to work.
I already have another girl waiting for me and she's hotter than you.

It was an obsession.
Just constant fighting, a love at war that didn't work.
This isn't normal anymore, I want peace of mind, and well, I can't have that with you.
Although in two, three months from now,
I'm sure I'll see you saying: "Honey, I miss you."

It was an obsession.
I don't want anything anymore, you sent this love to hell.
Your cheap dog love, go give it to a cat, because that's not me.
Although, thinking about it,
I want to have your lips next to mine again.

We both knew this wasn't going to be fixed.
But I was still stubbornly trying to love you.
Continuing to be hopeful is pointless.
You want everything your way, and that's where I don't fit in.

It was an obsession.
Just constant fighting, a love at war that didn't work.
This isn't normal anymore, I want peace of mind, and well, I can't have that with you.
Although in two, three months from now,
I'm sure I'll see you saying: "Honey, I miss you."

It was an obsession.
I don't want anything anymore, you sent this love to hell.
Your cheap dog love, go give it to a cat, because that's not me.
Although, thinking about it,
I want to have your lips next to mine again.