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What good is a palace if I don't have you in my bed?
Gold loses its color
Nothing has value anymore.
I have everything, but without you I have nothing
Half of it is gone
Taking my half
You left me all alone, baby, without you I have no peace.
And my heart breaks every time you're not around
And I no longer have a life, all that remains is loneliness
If you were going to leave anyway, you could at least have given us some notice.
Half of it is gone
Taking my half
You left me all alone, baby, without you I have no peace.
What's the point of dreaming? What's the point of wanting?
You asking me for love, and me buying Chanel
No matter how much I drink and smoke
Your memory consumes me.
What's the point of dreaming? What's the point of wanting?
You asking me for love, and me buying Chanel
No matter how much I drink and smoke
Your memory consumes me.
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh
Your memory consumes me (he says)
I was totally confused, buying Chanel
How can time be made to turn back?
And it wasn't just things I gave away.
Let those moments stay 'tattooed' on your skin
And I was giving you Prada, thinking
That's what you were looking for, swearing
That your love could be bought with something
And now someone else, without spending a penny, takes my place.
And I was giving you Prada, thinking
That's what you were looking for, swearing
That your love could be bought with something
And now someone else, without spending a penny, takes my place.
Oh, you left me all alone, baby, without you I have no peace.
And my heart breaks every time you're not around
And I no longer have a life, what I have is loneliness.
If you were going to leave anyway, you could at least have given us some notice.
And half of it was gone.
Taking my half
You left me all alone, baby, without you I have no peace.
What's the point of dreaming? What's the point of wanting?
You asking me for love, and me buying Chanel
No matter how much I drink and smoke
Your memory consumes me.
What's the point of dreaming? What's the point of wanting?
You asking me for love, and me buying Chanel
No matter how much I drink and smoke
Your memory consumes me.
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh
Your memory consumes me.
What's the point of dreaming? What's the point of having?
You asking me for love, and me buying Chanel
Excuse me, ma'am, excuse me, ma'am
What do I have to do to see her again?
What's the point of dreaming? What's the point of having?
You asking me for love, and me buying Chanel
No matter how much I drink, no matter how much I smoke
It hurts me that I'm not the one who undresses you.
I know I confused love with money, but
What do I do with all that stuff I bought from you?
Maluma, baby, my love
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