C# C We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no

C# C Fm We don't talk about Bruno, but

A#mIt was my wedding day

CIt was our wedding day

A#mWe were getting ready

Fm A#m CAnd there wasn't a cloud in the sky

A#mNo clouds allowed in the sky

Fm A#m C A#mBruno walks in with a mischievous grin

Thunder

C# CYou telling this story or am I?

I'm sorry, mi vida, go on

Fm A#m CBruno says, "It looks like rain"

A#mWhy did he tell us?

Fm A#m CIn doing so, he floods my brain

A#mAbuela, get the umbrellas

Fm A#m CMarried in a hurricane

A#mWhat a joyous day but anyway

C# C We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no

C# C We don't talk about Bruno

Fm A#mHey, grew to live in fear of Bruno stuttering or stumbling

C A#mI can always hear him sort of muttering and mumbling

Fm A#m C A#mI associate him with the sound of falling sand, ch ch ch

Fm A#mIt's a heavy lift with a gift so humbling

C A#mAlways left Abuela and the family fumbling

C# CGrappling with prophecies they couldn't understand

Do you understand?

Fm A#m C A#mA seven-foot frame, rats along his back

Fm A#m C A#mWhen he calls your name it all fades to black

Fm A#m C A#mYeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on your screams (Hey)

C# C We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no

C# C We don't talk about Bruno

Fm A#m CHe told me my fish would die, the next day, dead (No, no)

Fm A#m CHe told me I'd grow a gut and just like he said (No, no)

Fm A#m CHe said that all my hair would disappear, now, look at my head (No, no)

C# CYour fate is sealed when your prophecy is read

G# D#He told me that the life of my dreams

Fm C#Would be promised, and someday be mine

G# D#He told me that my power would grow

Fm C#Like the grapes that thrive on the vine (Óye, Mariano's on his way)

G# D#He told me that the man of my dreams

FmWould be just out of reach

C#Betrothed to another

G# D#It's like I hear him, now

Fm C#Hey sis, I want not a sound out of you

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

C# CUm, Bruno

C# CYeah, about that Bruno

C# CI really need to know about Bruno

C# C C#mGimme the truth and the whole truth, Bruno (Isabela, your boyfriend's here)

Time for dinner

Fm A#m C A#mA seven-foot frame, rats along his back (It was my wedding day, it was our wedding day)

Fm A#m C A#mWhen he calls your name it all fades to black (We were getting ready and there wasn't a cloud in the sky)

Fm A#m C A#mYeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on your screams (Bruno walks in with a mischievous grin)

C# CYou telling this story or am I? (Óye, Mariano's on his way)

Fm A#m C A#mBruno says, "It looks like rain" (He told me that the man of my dreams would be just out of reach)

Fm A#m C A#mIn doing so, he floods my brain (Betrothed to another, another)

Fm A#m C A#mMarried in a hurricane (And I'm fine, and I'm fine, and I'm fine, I'm fine)

C#He's here

CDon't talk about Bruno, no

C#Why did I talk about Bruno?

CNot a word about Bruno

FmI never shoulda brought up Bruno