[Verse 1]
She modelled in Milan
With 21, Prada campaigns and now she sleeps here
I look at her while thinking how long it'll take until she starts to hate
This sick way I have to love her, the way I escape
I can't stop it
I haven't forgotten the smell
Of the one that I fucked in a den's toilet, drunk in Berlin
Listening to a techno that led me to shove her like an animal
Hellish music that will sound on my funeral's day
I still remember you

[Chorus]
Too many women
Too many women
Too many women
Too many womеn
Too many women
Too many women
Too many women
Too many womеn

[Verse 2]
An unopened WhatsApp
Talking about meaningless things to check if you're still there
Drunk in Miami, flying to L.A. or back in Madrid
Talk to me about painless things, when will you be back?
What time is it over there?
I can't forget
The one that told me that forever and ever she'd be down for me
The one that used to say only for a night and then there weren't more
The one that that went away with my desire of love, my will of living
I still haven't found them
[Chorus]
Too many women
Too many women
Too many women
Too many women
Too many women
Too many women
Too many women
Too many women