[Estribillo]
GF#
We don't talk about Bruno
No, no, no
GF#
We don't talk about Bruno
[Primera Parte]
BmEmF#
But, it was my wedding day
Em
We were getting ready
BmEmF#Em
And there wasn't a cloud in the sky
BmEmF#Em
Bruno walks in with a mischievous grin
G
Thunder!
F#
You telling this story, or am I?
BmEmF#Em
Bruno says, "It looks like rain"
BmEmF#Em
In doing so, he floods my brain
BmEmF#Em
Married in a hurricane
[Estribillo]
GF#
We don't talk about Bruno
No, no, no
GF#
We don't talk about Bruno
[Segunda Parte]
BmEm
Hey, grew to live in fear of Bruno
F#
Stuttering or stumbling
Em
I can always hear him sort
Of muttering and mumbling
BmEm
I associate him with the sound
F#
Of falling sand
BmEmF#
It's a heavy lift with a gift so humbling
Em
Always left Abuela and the family fumbling
GF#
Grappling with prophecies they couldn't understand
Do you understand?
BmEmF#Em
A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
BmEmF#Em
When he calls your name it all fades to black
BmEm
Yeah, he sees your dreams
F#Em
And feasts on your screams
[Estribillo]
GF#
We don't talk about Bruno
No, no, no
GF#
We don't talk about Bruno
[Puente]
BmEm
He told me my fish would die
F#
The next day, dead
BmEm
He told me I'd grow a gut
F#
And just like he said
BmEm
He said that all my hair would disappear
F#
Now, look at my head
G
Your fate is sealed
F#
When your prophecy is read
[Terceira Parte]
DA
He told me that the life of my dreams
BmG
Would be promised, and someday be mine
DA
He told me that my power would grow
BmG
Like the grapes that thrive on the vine
DA
He told me that the man of my dreams
Bm
Would be just out of reach
G
Betrothed to another
DA
It's like I hear him, now
BmG
Hey, sis, I want not a sound out of you
I can hear him, now
GF#
Hm, Bruno
GF#
Yeah, about that Bruno
GF#
I really need to know about Bruno
GF#
Gimme the truth and the whole truth, Bruno
Time for dinner
[Quarta Parte]
BmEmF#Em
A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
BmEmF#Em
When he calls your name it all fades to black
BmEm
Yeah, he sees your dreams
F#Em
And feasts on your screams
G
Thunder!
F#
You telling this story, or am I?
BmEmF#Em
A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
BmEmF#Em
When he calls your name it all fades to black
BmEm
Yeah, he sees your dreams
F#Em
And feasts on your screams
[Estribillo]
GF#
Don't talk about Bruno, no
GF#Bm
Not a word about Bruno