Sujeito [English translation]

What's the point in deleting my number

If you know that you already know it by heart?

What's the point in getting hammered on the weekend

If the exact same story will repeat itself on Monday?

You'll wake up

Look at yourself in the mirror

And then you'll remember there's some guy

Who you're trying to get over but you can't forget

Who you can't forget

And once you realize there's no going back

You'll want to go back, I bet

You'll feel so hollow on the inside

You'll see you were happy but you didn't know it

There will be empty space on your bed

But no one there to tell you that they love you

But even though he had a ton of flaws

Nobody was right for you quite like that guy