Soy sólo un hombre más,

cansado de correr en la dirección contraria.

To the Left,everything you own in the box to the left. In the closet that's my stuff, yes,if I bought it,please don't touch.And keep talking that mess, that's fine;But could you walk and talk at the same time?And it's my name that is on that tag,so remove your bags,let me call you a cab.Standing in the front yard telling me how I'm such a fool, talking about how I'll never ever find another one like you.You got me twisted.You must not know 'bout me.I could have lots of you in a minute, matter fact they'll be here in a minute. I can have another you by tomorrow,so don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable.Go ahead and get gone.So since I'm not your everything,how about I'll be nothing, nothing at all to you?I won't shed a tear for you, I won't lose a wink of sleep,'cause the truth of the matter is replacing you is so easy