La Letra del Desamor: «Coincidence»

One, two

One, two, three, woo

The second I put my head on your chest

She knew, she's got a real sixth sense

Your name comes up once and it comes up twice

And without her even being here, she's back in your life

Now she's on the same damn city on the same damn night

And you lost all your common sense

What a coincidence

Oh, na-na, na-na-na-na

Oh, na-na, na-na-na-na

Last week, you didn't have any doubts

This week, you're holding space for her tongue in your mouth

Now she's sending you some picturеs wearing less and less

Tryna turn thе past into the present tense, ooh

Sucking up to all of your mutual friends

And you lost all your common sense (you lost all your common sense)

When you told me the truth, minus seven percent (minus seven percent)

What a coincidence, uh

Oh, na-na, na-na-na-na

Oh, na-na, na-na-na-na

Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na

Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na

What a surprise, your phone just died

Your car drove itself from L.A. to her thighs

Palm Springs looks nice, but who's playing sides?

Damn it, she looks kinda like the girl you outgrew

Least that's what you said (that's what you said)

What a coincidence

Ooh, wow, you just broke up again

What a coincidence

Oh, na-na, na-na-na-na

Oh, na-na, na-na-na-na (coincidence)

Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na (coincidence)

Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na (coincidence)

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