you let my hand go, and you fake a smile for me

si no soy mentirosa, qué soy? 

'pourquoi et pourqui je me laisse faire?' para la prósima

You take my hand and pull me next to you, so close to you

I have a feeling you don't have the words

I found one for you, kiss your cheek, say bye, and walk away

Don't look back 'cause I am crying...