En tiempos difíciles hay que ser más fuerte.

Soy una mujer llena de secretos, cosas que he hecho, cosas que no, cosas que pienso, siento, vivo, y todas estas las reprimo. A veces es más fácil chillar un rato, respirar hondo y sonreír, hacer como si no pasara nada mientras todo se derrumba dentro. No me gusta mentir pero si ocultar es hacerlo, entonces soy una profesional. Tampoco me gusta ocultar todo esto pero a veces me es necesario, también me es natural, me es costumbre. Cuando los tiempos se ponen más difíciles hay que ser mucho más fuerte para callar, para aguantar, para hacer o no hacer algo al respecto, y especialmente para sobrevivir. Ese es el día a día de seres como yo, no es cosa rara, no es cosa de que temer, es algo sumamente normal.

Better man

Waitin', watchin' the clock
It's four o'clock, it's got to stop
Tell him, take no more
She practices her speech, as he opens the door
She rolls over
Pretends to sleep as he looks her over

She lies and says she's in love with him
Can't find a better man
She dreams in color, she dreams in red
Can't find a better man, can't find a better man
Ohh

Talkin', to herself there's no one else
Who needs to know
She, tells herself, oh...

Memories back when she was bold and strong
And waiting for the world to, come along
Swears she knew it, now she swears he's gone

She lies and says she still loves him
Can't find a better man...
She dreams in color, she dreams in red
Can't find a better man
Can't find a better man

She loved him, yeah...
She don't want to leave this way
She feeds him, yeah
That's why she'll be back again

Can't find a better man...