Que Creías
AB Quintanilla III & Pete Astudillo
¿Que creías que te iba a perdonar?
¿Que me iba a olvidare de el daño que me hiciste?
Pero yo aprendí a vivir sin ti
Ya no haces falta aquí
Así es que puedes irte
¿Que creías
Que ibas a regresar
Y me ibas a encontrar
Contenta al recibirte?
Pero no, pues ya vez que no es así
No quiero saber de ti
Asi es que puedes irte
¿Tú que creías, tú que creías?
Que te ibas a encontrar
Un amor mejor que el mío
¿Que te hiciera mas feliz?
Pues ya vez, no es tan sencillo
¿Tú que creías, tú que creías?
¿Que como yo habia muchas?
Que mi amor ni regalado
Pues ya vez que equivocado
¿Que creías
Que ibas a regresar
Y me ibas a encontrar
Contenta al recibirte?
Pero no, pues ya vez que no es así
No quiero saber de ti
Asi es que puedes irte
¿Tú que creías, tú que creías?
Que te ibas a encontrar
Un amor mejor que el mío
¿Que te hiciera mas feliz?
Pues ya vez, no es tan sencillo
¿Tú que creías, tú que creías?
¿Que como yo habia muchas?
Que mi amor ni regalado
Pues ya vez que equivocado
What You Thought
AB Quintanilla III & Pete Astudillo
You thought that I would forgive you
That I would forget
Of the way you were to me
But I, I learned to live without you
I don't need you here anymore
This is how it is and you can go
What you thought? that you could return
And I would be there
Content to recieve you?
But no, well you see it isn't like that
I don't want to know about you
This is how it is and you can go
What you thought, what you thought
That you would find
A better love than mine
That would make you happier
Well you see, it isn't that easy
What you thought, what you thought
That there were many like me
That my love was a gift
Well you see that was wrong
What you thought, that you would return
And find me content to recieve you
But no, well you see it isn't like that
I don't want to know about you
This is how it is and you can go
What you thought, what you thought
That you would find
A better love than mine
That would make you happier
Well you see, it isn't that easy
What you thought, what you thought
That like me there were many
That my love was a gift
Well you see that was wrong
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