Too Old for This - Cayetana

They say, «Just write what you know»

But lately that’s been getting old

And I’m feeling sad about it

So I stay in on a Friday night

Try to avoid those city lights

I want to scream about it

I can’t pretend that it’s all good again

I can’t pretend I feel the same

I can’t pretend that I don’t cringe a bit

When I hear you say my name

Don’t say my

Don’t say my name

And I don’t want to think about this or you anymore

And I don’t want to think about this or you anymore

And I don’t want to think about this or you anymore

Anymore, anymore

They say, «Just write what you know»

They say, «Just write what you know»

They say, «Just write what you know»

They say, «Just write what you know»

And I don’t want to think about this or you anymore

And I don’t want to think about this or you anymore

And I don’t want to think about this or you anymore

Anymore, anymore

They say, «Just write what you know»

They say, «Just write what you know»