Mira Tequila - Ты был красив базара нет

Ты был красив по заранее
Тебя любила я как смерть
Если бы я к тебе мчалась совсем босо
Но мои чувства ты выкурил, как папиросу
Every night you drowned in somebody else's arms
While I collected the pieces of my broken heart
French perfume, expensive, sweet and strong
Left traces on your skin, the marks of where you've gone
You say, baby, it's just a party, nothing more
But you came home, smell like another girl's love
I was your light, you were my cigarette smoke
You smoked me down to the filter
Then threw me like a joke