Boston Square de Deaf Havana

I know you met the devil once when you were young
You let him in just enough, to push you out
You managed twenty-one years before he talked you around to giving up
We traded knowledge in, our fields of expertise
Then we parted ways, and you gave up on everything

Do you think you'd still want to leave now?
You always were just a stubborn kid back then
I saw the words that you wrote down
On the back of your book in the room where we spent our days

I remember you told me, you threw your father’s jimmy nail cd out the window of his car
It didn’t get you very far in his good books, because I know when you got home
He bent your spine over the back of a kitchen chair
You lost so many days in there

Do you think you'd still want to leave now?
You always were just a stubborn kid back then
I saw the words that you wrote down
On the back of your book in the room where we spent our days

I saw the words that you wrote down
On the back of your book in the room where we spent our days

In the room where we spent our days

I thought I saw your reflection, in the window of a passing car
But I guess I was wrong, all I am is wrong these days

Do you think you'd still want to leave now?
You always were just a stubborn kid back then
I saw the words that you wrote down
On the back of your book in the room where we spent our days

I saw the words that you wrote down
On the back of your book in the room where we spent our days