It wasn’t me that sent the first message, yeah
Deep down of me I felt the bad presage
Yeah, everything about me is so excessive, yeah
Hands of the clock go round and round
I need to press send, boy, you really take me down
Thoughts on my mind goes round and round going round and round
Baby you took my head, I don't know how
You are breaking my heart
You are breaking my heart
But you don't know this part
You are breaking my heart
There's no one to accuse
But I feel overused
You're getting me confused
You are breaking my heart, heart, heart
Take your seats, get ready for what you are going to see
This situation is a circus and the entrance ticket is free
And even if I don't agree, my makeup is always ready for some clown shit
And baby when my cellphone ring
You know ill stop everything
In any crumb I will cling
You have the power on your fingers
The hands of the clock go round and round
And in the meantime boy, you really take me down
Cause when you’re starving repeatedly, the leftovers don't taste like mistreat
You are breaking my heart
You are breaking my heart
But you don't know this part
You are breaking my heart
There's no one to accuse
But I feel overused
You're getting me confused
