Ya nada es como antes Nada es como antes Yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh, ey Ayer me acordé de la primera vez, ey Que te hice reir, de cuando te busqué Que buenos tiempos aquellos, ey Recuerdos muy bellos, ey Cuando te montaste y cambiaste la estación Nada de reggaetón,

You love me a saint or a sinner Somewhere between darkness and light And the gray where we live between wrong and right Whether I'm lost or I'm washed in the river Somehow we've stumbled our way into love There's two kinds of prayers on your knees The

How did you love, how did you love? No one gets out alive, every day is do or die The one thing you leave behind Is how did you love, how did you love? It's not what you believe those prayers will make you bleed But while you're on your knees This ain't

Love is a losing game Love is a losing hand And now the final frame Love is a fate resigned For you I was the flame Five story fire as you came Love is losing game One I wished, I never played Oh, what a mess we made

You don't like players That's what you say-a But you really wouldn't mind a millionaire But you'd love a rich man six foot two or taller Without girls like you When you walk in the bar And you dressed like a star Rockin' your f me pumps And the men

Where I let these demons remain Nobody said these bones wouldn't break Along the way, along the way Remove yourself We are the burden I thought you left me to die These wounds are getting deeper I've been betrayed and left behind Poison filling my mind

How did you love, how did you love? No one gets out alive, every day is do or die The one thing you leave behind Is how did you love, how did you love? It's not what you believe those prayers will make you bleed But while you're on your knees This ain't

You love me a saint or a sinner Somewhere between darkness and light And the gray where we live between wrong and right Whether I'm lost or I'm washed in the river Somehow we've stumbled our way into love There's two kinds of prayers on your knees The

Who knows what miracles There can be miracles Though hope is frail When you believe somehow you will You will when you believe (When you believe) Many nights we prayed With no proof anyone could hear In our hearts a hope for a song

And now the final frame, love is a losing game For you I was a flame, love is a losing game Five story fire as you came, love is a losing game One I wished I never played, oh what a mess we made Played out by the band, love is a losing hand More than I