Blessd - NUEVA YORK (Letra) - Letra / Lyrics

(¿sabe qué, mi amor?)

thinking of you, even though we're just alike
i didn't choose you, but my heart did
and i'm not going to accept that you forget me
if i know i'm dying for you

with my heart broken
thinking i'm a zero to the left (but you know what, my love?)
i don't want to let you go

and to new york you go without me, and i'm still here
glued to the bottle, asking the stars
that they don't let you go anywhere without me
because in you i left footprints, i'm not so blessed without her (you know, my love)

just another christmas, love and friendship without you
with my mind wandering in new york
the booze advises me wrong, makes me worse
and this loneliness is giving me depression

call me crazy, intense
because i called you every time i think of you
for this heartbreak, i light incense

since we made love
with others, not even sex
i keep thinking of you
and now you don't want to answer me

i wish i could turn back time to appreciate you better
that gym body
that deserved cars, jewels and palace
i still refuse to understand
that you're asking me, queen, for space
(listen, my love, what, ah)

and to new york you go without me, and i'm still here
glued to the bottle, asking the stars (asking)
that they don't let you go anywhere without me
because in you i left footprints, i'm not so blessed without her (listen, then, my love)

and i don't know how to forget you
i swear you're my darkest secret (i swear)
what turn to hide something so real and pure
but nobody knows that it hits me so hard

and i swear it, and i assure you (you know what, my love?)
that you are, baby, my safe place
i need you like a cuban needs his cigar
i'm not going to let you go, tell me immature

and to new york you go without me, and i'm still here
glued to the bottle, asking the stars
that they don't let you go anywhere without me
because in you i left footprints, i'm not so blessed without her (haha, but you know what, my love?)

my love, you were the only one who believed me about love at first sight
and the artist fell in love
what else can we do? what else can we want?
if you let yourself get involved, we'll make love again, hahaha

and this is for you
nun
nun, don't got mercy on these niggas
tell me, jara

this talent that no one compares to
toby, turn on the guitar
money makers (money makers)
ey, josé candela