We were dancing and then you stepped on my feet, with my sweetness I said: "Don't you worry about me darling, dont let this mess up our beat",
Now I realized that I have showed how I "deserved" to be treat,
You clap your hands and I'm already kissing your feet,
This emptiness inside me misses your voice, your hugs and that little crumbs of love that for a dog you call "a treat",
You see me as a needy little kid that will always salut you as a queen,
As I see myself fading away, because I forgot how strong I use to be
