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

D# D Gm We don't talk about Bruno, but

CmIt was my wedding day

DIt was our wedding day

CmWe were getting ready

Gm Cm DAnd there wasn't a cloud in the sky

CmNo clouds allowed in the sky

Gm Cm D CmBruno walks in with a mischievous grin

Thunder

D# DYou telling this story or am I?

I'm sorry, mi vida, go on

Gm Cm DBruno says, "It looks like rain"

CmWhy did he tell us?

Gm Cm DIn doing so, he floods my brain

CmAbuela, get the umbrellas

Gm Cm DMarried in a hurricane

CmWhat a joyous day but anyway

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

D# D We don't talk about Bruno

Gm CmHey, grew to live in fear of Bruno stuttering or stumbling

D CmI can always hear him sort of muttering and mumbling

Gm Cm D CmI associate him with the sound of falling sand, ch ch ch

Gm CmIt's a heavy lift with a gift so humbling

D CmAlways left Abuela and the family fumbling

D# DGrappling with prophecies they couldn't understand

Do you understand?

Gm Cm D CmA seven-foot frame, rats along his back

Gm Cm D CmWhen he calls your name it all fades to black

Gm Cm D CmYeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on your screams (Hey)

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

D# D We don't talk about Bruno

Gm Cm DHe told me my fish would die, the next day, dead (No, no)

Gm Cm DHe told me I'd grow a gut and just like he said (No, no)

Gm Cm DHe said that all my hair would disappear, now, look at my head (No, no)

D# DYour fate is sealed when your prophecy is read

A# FHe told me that the life of my dreams

Gm D#Would be promised, and someday be mine

A# FHe told me that my power would grow

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

A# FHe told me that the man of my dreams

GmWould be just out of reach

D#Betrothed to another

A# FIt's like I hear him, now

Gm D#Hey sis, I want not a sound out of you

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

D# DUm, Bruno

D# DYeah, about that Bruno

D# DI really need to know about Bruno

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

Time for dinner

Gm Cm D CmA seven-foot frame, rats along his back (It was my wedding day, it was our wedding day)

Gm Cm D CmWhen he calls your name it all fades to black (We were getting ready and there wasn't a cloud in the sky)

Gm Cm D CmYeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on your screams (Bruno walks in with a mischievous grin)

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

Gm Cm D CmBruno says, "It looks like rain" (He told me that the man of my dreams would be just out of reach)

Gm Cm D CmIn doing so, he floods my brain (Betrothed to another, another)

Gm Cm D CmMarried in a hurricane (And I'm fine, and I'm fine, and I'm fine, I'm fine)

D#He's here

DDon't talk about Bruno, no

D#Why did I talk about Bruno?

DNot a word about Bruno

GmI never shoulda brought up Bruno