F E We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no

F E Am We don't talk about Bruno, but

DmIt was my wedding day

EIt was our wedding day

DmWe were getting ready

Am Dm EAnd there wasn't a cloud in the sky

DmNo clouds allowed in the sky

Am Dm E DmBruno walks in with a mischievous grin

Thunder

F EYou telling this story or am I?

I'm sorry, mi vida, go on

Am Dm EBruno says, "It looks like rain"

DmWhy did he tell us?

Am Dm EIn doing so, he floods my brain

DmAbuela, get the umbrellas

Am Dm EMarried in a hurricane

DmWhat a joyous day but anyway

F E We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no

F E We don't talk about Bruno

Am DmHey, grew to live in fear of Bruno stuttering or stumbling

E DmI can always hear him sort of muttering and mumbling

Am Dm E DmI associate him with the sound of falling sand, ch ch ch

Am DmIt's a heavy lift with a gift so humbling

E DmAlways left Abuela and the family fumbling

F EGrappling with prophecies they couldn't understand

Do you understand?

Am Dm E DmA seven-foot frame, rats along his back

Am Dm E DmWhen he calls your name it all fades to black

Am Dm E DmYeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on your screams (Hey)

F E We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no

F E We don't talk about Bruno

Am Dm EHe told me my fish would die, the next day, dead (No, no)

Am Dm EHe told me I'd grow a gut and just like he said (No, no)

Am Dm EHe said that all my hair would disappear, now, look at my head (No, no)

F EYour fate is sealed when your prophecy is read

C GHe told me that the life of my dreams

Am FWould be promised, and someday be mine

C GHe told me that my power would grow

Am FLike the grapes that thrive on the vine (Óye, Mariano's on his way)

C GHe told me that the man of my dreams

AmWould be just out of reach

FBetrothed to another

C GIt's like I hear him, now

Am FHey sis, I want not a sound out of you

It's like I can hear him now, I can hear him, now

F EUm, Bruno

F EYeah, about that Bruno

F EI really need to know about Bruno

F E FmGimme the truth and the whole truth, Bruno (Isabela, your boyfriend's here)

Time for dinner

Am Dm E DmA seven-foot frame, rats along his back (It was my wedding day, it was our wedding day)

Am Dm E DmWhen he calls your name it all fades to black (We were getting ready and there wasn't a cloud in the sky)

Am Dm E DmYeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on your screams (Bruno walks in with a mischievous grin)

F EYou telling this story or am I? (Óye, Mariano's on his way)

Am Dm E DmBruno says, "It looks like rain" (He told me that the man of my dreams would be just out of reach)

Am Dm E DmIn doing so, he floods my brain (Betrothed to another, another)

Am Dm E DmMarried in a hurricane (And I'm fine, and I'm fine, and I'm fine, I'm fine)

FHe's here

EDon't talk about Bruno, no

FWhy did I talk about Bruno?

ENot a word about Bruno

AmI never shoulda brought up Bruno