Primera Mentira

[Verse 1]
You said you were late at work
Phone face down on the bed
I tasted the truth in silence
More than the words you never said
I walked past that little café
Where we shared our first July
Now the chairs are all in shadows
And my name lives in your lies
[Chorus]
Primera mentira
You broke my heart in two
I feel so empty
There’s nothing left of you
Corazón perdido
I’m walking
But I’m gone
I’m stuck in our first love
It’s hard to carry on
[Verse 2]
Your jacket still on my chair
Smells like the life we planned
You smiled while you crossed the line
I was holding your shaking hand
I talk to the ghost in the mirror
Ask him what did I do wrong
He just stares with tired eyes
Says
“Some people leave mid-song”
[Chorus]
Primera mentira
You broke my heart in two
I feel so empty
There’s nothing left of you
Corazón perdido
I’m walking
But I’m gone
I’m stuck in our first love
It’s hard to carry on
[Bridge]
Dime por qué
Mi vida
Why did you throw us away? (ay, ay)
I gave you all my seasons
You left me shades of gray
[Chorus]
Primera mentira
You broke my heart in two
I feel so empty
There’s nothing left of you
Corazón perdido
I’m learning to move on
But every step I take
Still walks where you are gone
[Outro]
Primera mentira
Last time I say your name
I’m lost
But I keep walking
Till love don’t sound the same

Blues ballad with Spanish guitar and mournful organ; slow 6/8 sway that leans into classic heartbreak. Male vocals, raw and smoky, sit upfront. Verses stay intimate with nylon-string riffs and soft brushes on snare; chorus widens with subtle choir-style harmonies and a crying lead guitar. Final chorus strips back to voice and guitar for a vulnerable fade., blues