I know you're dying to find out what place you occupy in my head
And it doesn't let you sleep in peace knowing if you're on my blacklist

There are traitors on my list
There are debtors, creditors and grudges that were once loves
There are fake saviors dressed as preachers
There are saints and sinners, worse than rodents
My list is not cooked in two boils and if it were seen
It would provoke the most provocative of provocateurs

There are slanderers and ungrateful people
To those I did favors and now they pretend they don't understand (what?)
I put legislators from various parties
And it is known that some stand out for having less lights than surnames
There are defeated victors and hardened dictators
Sorry to insist
But my list is for these outlaws the most feared of tumors

There is the weather vane who, in a tuxedo, threw me into the gutter
It was a vendetta, for not telling him that his fly was open
There are pimps from A to Z
There is Romeo, there is Juliet, the alpha male and the beta male
And people whose name rhymes with eta are already getting restless
What a fucking joke Mendieta gave birth to
If I dig, I see that my list has more grace than Greta

I know you're dying to find out what place you occupy in my head
And it doesn't let you sleep in peace knowing if you're on my blacklist

That one is on my list, the one who didn't come back saying: I'm going to the bathroom and I'll be back
And there is that one who left with the borrowed thing saying: I'll give it back to you later
I absolve no one, nor am I complacent
There is even a relative on my list
And the crazy teacher who gave me liquor in kindergarten
My list is my confidant and is brave like Schindler's

There are jet set people, a painting by Monet
A brand of champagne and cabernet, there is Ortega, there is Gasset
Not to stir up trouble, but there is no reset on my list
I'll tell you head-to-head
And if I take out the scythe to the worst kind, I'll put the passport photo
And not even the strangest of vermin
He'll figure out how to put my list on the Internet

There is also Lisett
That friend of my mother who wanted me to do ballet
And when he found out that I was there, he said that if I deleted it, he would pay me the fee
When I read it, my insides twist, cobwebs stir
The air thickens and fogs and is cut with Gillette
That's how it is, my list is more dangerous than a piranha in the bidet

I know you're dying to find out what place you occupy in my head
And it doesn't let you sleep in peace knowing if you're on my blacklist

I review and see the classist pattern
He kicked me out because it came up in his behavioral therapy
And he and his analyst are opportunists
There are people on my list who are too clever
There are also those who were not there
When I expected them to be there
And those who laughed at me when I fell, they are here too (ha, ha!)
My list is bitter and it is longer than the number pi

My list is my treatment in times of depression
It is my hiding place and my breath in the face of suffering
It is my first and only commandment, it is a document
And in it are the names that caused my suffering
I'm not lying, my list is my instrument
And he doesn't know how to be considerate, so I'm sorry
Show it or lend it
It's going to be harder than seeing the shadow in the wind

I know you're dying to find out what place you occupy in my head
And it doesn't let you sleep in peace knowing if you're on my blacklist