I'm still waiting for you inside a McDonald's Who knows how long I'll have to do it again If patience was our armor I'm still waiting for you here with my Coca-Cola We hide behind the DVDs And we never talk, we're too ashamed Your grandma who writes to me when you come here But no, I never answered, I never answered Everything at the end is low, like the seasons Like the storms on the radio, the loves pass I don't know what to say anymore, I've already written everything I'm waiting for you in this place like last year I'm calling you, but the secretary answers With that hateful voice, I wish it was yours That tells me, I'm out here Greetings to everyone, we're leaving I know that I don't treat your friends well And that they can't wait to make me disappear The bad times pass, like the problems pass But what I feel for you doesn't pass when you smile The bad times pass, like the problems pass But what I feel for you doesn't pass when you smile The bad times pass, like the problems pass But what I feel for you doesn't pass The bad times pass, like the problems pass But what I feel for you doesn't pass when you smile The bad times pass, like the problems pass But what I feel for you doesn't pass when you smile