Somehow I've made it through life
With my heart still intact
With my baggage still packed, all my goals on track
But now, my goals seem kind of tame
Or did they go down the drain?
Well, there's no one else to blame but me
Chorus:
For I'd die to be the cigarette that lies in your lips
To be the guitar that caresses your hip
To be the strings that sigh as you slide your fingers over me
And it's curious the more you desire the farther you have to fall
But still I'd rather have my heart broken by you than never broken at all
Somehow I've made it through life
With my heart on my sleeve
Easy to deceive, blissfully naïve
But now, my innocence is lost
And I'm glad to pay the cost
Because the dice were tossed by me
Chorus
Spanish Chorus:
Porque me muero por ser el cigarrillo entre tus labios
La guitarra rozando tu lado
Tu mano tremorosa sobre el cuello
Es extraño lo más que deseo, mas me atrapó en la red del amor
Prefiero que rompas mi corazón a tenerlo entero en mi soledad
Es extraño lo más que deseo, mas me atrapó en la red del amor
Prefiero que rompas mi corazón a tenerlo entero en mi soledad
For I'd rather have my heart broken by you than never broken at all
