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