Texty: Ill Niño. Confession. Two (Vaya Con Dios).

You think you're so right
You think you know that
You think you know this
You think you know everything

You take advantage
You take for granted
You think we're friends
But I can say we're not

When will this shit ever end?

This is not cool
I can't undo
It's OK cause
You didn't have what it takes

To roll with
All the punches
So much nonsense
Yo te conozco

We showed you how to fight
Brought you two, the light
Taught you what was wrong
And the things that were right

Both of you believe
That your shit doesn't stink
All I ask is
When will this shit ever end?

We were so tight
I thought that we were friends
I don't think it's all right

You're so pure
YOu're so immature
I think I know you

I think I hate you

The little putos
That think they chulo
I want to see you
Weasel your way in

But we showed you how to fight
Brought you two, the light
Taught you what was wrong
And the thinks that were right

Both of you believe
That your shit doesn't stink
All I ask is
When will this shit ever end?

We were so tight
I thought that we were friends
I don't think it's all right

I thought that we were friends
I thought we were so tight
I thought that we were friends
I don't think it's all right

Yo te conozco

When will this shit ever end?
We were so tight
I thought that we were friends
I don't think it's all right

I thought we were so tight
I thought that we were friends
I don't think it's all right