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

D C# F#m We don't talk about Bruno, but

BmIt was my wedding day

C#It was our wedding day

BmWe were getting ready

F#m Bm C#And there wasn't a cloud in the sky

BmNo clouds allowed in the sky

F#m Bm C# BmBruno walks in with a mischievous grin

Thunder

D C#You telling this story or am I?

I'm sorry, mi vida, go on

F#m Bm C#Bruno says, "It looks like rain"

BmWhy did he tell us?

F#m Bm C#In doing so, he floods my brain

BmAbuela, get the umbrellas

F#m Bm C#Married in a hurricane

BmWhat a joyous day but anyway

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

D C# We don't talk about Bruno

F#m BmHey, grew to live in fear of Bruno stuttering or stumbling

C# BmI can always hear him sort of muttering and mumbling

F#m Bm C# BmI associate him with the sound of falling sand, ch ch ch

F#m BmIt's a heavy lift with a gift so humbling

C# BmAlways left Abuela and the family fumbling

D C#Grappling with prophecies they couldn't understand

Do you understand?

F#m Bm C# BmA seven-foot frame, rats along his back

F#m Bm C# BmWhen he calls your name it all fades to black

F#m Bm C# BmYeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on your screams (Hey)

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

D C# We don't talk about Bruno

F#m Bm C#He told me my fish would die, the next day, dead (No, no)

F#m Bm C#He told me I'd grow a gut and just like he said (No, no)

F#m Bm C#He said that all my hair would disappear, now, look at my head (No, no)

D C#Your fate is sealed when your prophecy is read

A EHe told me that the life of my dreams

F#m DWould be promised, and someday be mine

A EHe told me that my power would grow

F#m DLike the grapes that thrive on the vine (Óye, Mariano's on his way)

A EHe told me that the man of my dreams

F#mWould be just out of reach

DBetrothed to another

A EIt's like I hear him, now

F#m DHey sis, I want not a sound out of you

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

D C#Um, Bruno

D C#Yeah, about that Bruno

D C#I really need to know about Bruno

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

Time for dinner

F#m Bm C# BmA seven-foot frame, rats along his back (It was my wedding day, it was our wedding day)

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

F#m Bm C# BmYeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on your screams (Bruno walks in with a mischievous grin)

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

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

F#m Bm C# BmIn doing so, he floods my brain (Betrothed to another, another)

F#m Bm C# BmMarried in a hurricane (And I'm fine, and I'm fine, and I'm fine, I'm fine)

DHe's here

C#Don't talk about Bruno, no

DWhy did I talk about Bruno?

C#Not a word about Bruno

F#mI never shoulda brought up Bruno