Descaro 2.0 (part. Jay Wheeler, Lenny Tavárez y Brytiago)

I think I'm starting to like this whole atheist thing
This is the remix
It's over, thinking about you is done
I gave you up
You were the bad one, but now it turns out I'm the fucking asshole
It's me
What we had is in the past
What a fucked-up role, you tell me: I love you, feeling nothing
What a sham, it cost me a lot
Hey, in your version, I'll always be the bad guy

You lie, just like I’ll say I’ll heal with time
I’ll put a band-aid on my feelings
I won’t text you drunk anymore saying: I’m sorry
If we see each other again, it’ll only be for sex

You’re two-faced like politicians (politicians)
You act sweet, and over time, I’ve become diabetic
Like on social media, you hide behind a filter
But with me, it fell apart, you had a technical failure (hey)
And one day you’re gonna miss me
Because like a fan of Anuel, I’ve always been real
It’s hard to face the music when you know you’re wrong
That’s why you left me hanging without a word
And maybe I suffered a few times, but you’re gonna suffer for the rest of your life
Beauty fades with time, and inside you’re fucked up

No matter how much you chase me, you’re crossed off
Don’t call me to get back together because you’ll get blocked
You can come at me crying
And I won’t pay you any mind unless it’s to hook up, no-oh-oh
Now it’s my turn to forget you, push you aside, and may God keep you safe-eh-eh
I know I’m on your mind when at night you start touching yourself
Yeah, touching yourself, if I call it’s to hook up again, ha
I know I’m on your mind when at night you start touching yourself

You lie, just like I’ll say I’ll heal with time
I’ll put a band-aid on my feelings
But I won’t text you drunk anymore saying: I’m sorry
If we see each other again, it’ll only be for sex

If I see you again, it’s because I couldn’t resist
For lying and hooking up, babe, no one beats you
You’re not the devil, but you’re just the same
You wanted to be faithful, yeah, but you can’t pull it off
On my knees, I asked the man above
"Deliver me from all evil," and he kept me away from you
You can look for me, babe, if you want to come
But getting into my heart, I won’t repeat that
(Lenny Tavárez, baby)

You’re wearing a Real Madrid shirt
And even though you live in Madrid, you’re the least real
You sold me an original heart, but you turned out fake, triple A
Damn, what a fucked-up movie, you got nominated for an Oscar
But how strange that in the best scene
Only three participated, they never found out
Baby, what a drag, flower, I couldn’t take out your thorns
I’ve cultivated my own wounds
I hope you don’t call me one day because I’ll tell you

I know I loved you because you broke my heart and I can’t hate you
Even though I miss that face for fucking
I swear I’d like to forget you
But, baby, my pride won’t let me negotiate
Thanks for failing me, thanks for reminding me again
What a fucked-up thing I had to deal with
Because you told me "I love you" feeling nothing

Uh-uh, yeah, The Dealer
My love, my queen, my baby
Yeah, remix
The favorite voice, baby
Brytiago
Lenny Tavárez, baby
Tell them, SAMAI
Nyal
The Super Mario, baby