How long can this go on Tell me what is wrong And maybe there's a way That we can work it out There must be some kind of way That we can make it right But I, I just can't do it all Without you, without you Hey you, wake up, get yourself together

Hello, hello (hola) All of this, all of this can be yours I'm at a place called Vertigo (¿dónde está?) It's everything I wish I didn't know Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Unos, dos, tres, catorce Turn it up loud, captain Lights go down,

And I don't care it's obvious I just can't get enough of you The pedal's down, my eyes are closed Beside you I’m my loaded gun I can't contain this anymore I'm all yours I've got no control