I'm trying to find my heart but it's been shot
By the one who holds the gun
Oo he got me, he shot me good
Oo he got me, he shot me good
You, you treat me like a fool
You're making me feel used, by you
Oh what do I do to break loose
Why do I like this abuse, by you
Oh what do I do to break loose
Oo he got me, he shot me good
He had the gun he had the pen I was the mark
Oo baby you, you treat me like a fool
You're making me feel used, by you
Oh what do I do to break loose
Why do I like this abuse, by you
Oh what do I do to break loose
Oo baby you got me running running running running all over town
I got nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing to show
But these wounds are proof
It's all cause of you, cause of you
Oo baby you got me running running running running all over town
I got nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing to show
But these wounds are proof
It's all cause of you, cause of you
WRITERS
DAVID JULCA, JAVIER GARCIA, JONATHAN JULCA, KATRIANA SANDRA HUGUET