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We Don't Talk About Bruno

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We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
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We don't talk about Bruno, but
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  It was my wedding day (it was our wedding day)
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We were getting ready
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And there wasn't a cloud in the sky
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(No clouds allowed in the sky)
Bm                         Em                    F#                         Em  
Bruno walks in with a mischievous grin (thunder)
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You telling this story, or am I?
(I'm sorry, mi vida, go on)
        Bm                    Em                            F#  
In doing so, he floods my brain
(Abuela, get the umbrellas)
Bm                            Em      F#  
Married in a hurricane (what a joyous day, but anyway)
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We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
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We don't talk about Bruno
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Hey, grew to live in fear of Bruno
Stuttering or stumbling
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I can always hear him sort of muttering and mumbling
Bm                                                              Em  
  I associate him with the sound
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Of falling sand (ch-ch-ch)
Bm                                                            Em  
It's a heavy lift with a gift so humbling
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Always left Abuela and the family fumbling
Bm                                                              Em                                              F#  
Grappling with prophecies they couldn't understand
Do you understand?
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A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
                     Bm                      Em              F#                            Em  
When he calls your name it all fades to black
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Yeah, he sees your dreams
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And feasts on your screams (hey)
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We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
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We don't talk about Bruno
        Bm                      Em  
He told me my fish would die
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The next day, dead (no, no)
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He told me I'd grow a gut and just like he said (no, no)
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He said that all my hair would disappear
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Now, look at my head (no, no)
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  Your fate is sealed when your prophecy is read
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He told me that the life of my dreams
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Would be promised, and someday be mine
        D                                      A  
He told me that my power would grow
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Like the grapes that thrive on the vine
(Oye, Mariano's on his way)
D                                                 A  
He told me that the man of my dreams
                        Bm  
Would be just out of reach
     G  
Betrothed to another
D                                                      A  
It's like I hear him, now
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Hey, sis, I want not a sound out of you
(It's like I hear him, now)
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Hm, Bruno
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  Yeah, about that Bruno
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I really need to know about Bruno
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Gimme the truth and the whole truth, Bruno
  Gm  
(Isabela, your boyfriend's here)
Time for dinner
     Bm                      Em            F#                                 Em  
A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
                     Bm                      Em              F#                            Em  
When he calls your name it all fades to black
                        Bm                    Em                      F#                                 Em  
Yeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on your screams
G                                                                            F#  
  You telling this story or am I?
Oye, Mariano's on his way
Bm                         Em                              F#         Em  
Bruno says: It looks like rain
        Bm                    Em                            F#         Em  
In doing so, he floods my brain
Bm                            Em      F#         Em  
Married in a hurricane
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(He's here)
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Don't talk about Bruno, no
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Why did I talk about Bruno?
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Not a word about Bruno
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I never should've brought up Bruno