Te Diría

I would tell you
That all this shit was worth it and
I would tell you
That you took away my little sorrow

And if I were to love you again like I did yesterday
But you are the Titanic and I'm the iceberg
Baby, the interest was noticeable
We looked like a damn picture on Pinterest

Everything I touch, I break
Now I understand our fucks
August heat, January cold
Winter in the Maldives and summers in Boston

I'm impatient, I don't know how to wait
You and I in the afternoon in Central Park
The best couple of the decade
Soundtrack like in Interstellar

Fuck the rest
You and I add and subtract but at the same time
Baby, I don't understand us
Baby, I don't understand us

Tell me to stay and I'll stay by your side
Summer memories between shows and reservations
Colorful pills and love songs
Rock and roll life, mommy, what has happened to me

I wasn't like this before, but music changes you
I look at our photos with sorrow and nostalgia
You wanted a damn love story
And I've become the opposite, how annoying

I would tell you
That all this shit was worth it and
I would tell you
That you took away my little sorrow
I would tell you
That I'm a junkie hooked on your hips
I would tell you, I would tell you

I would tell you
That all this shit was worth it and
I would tell you
That you took away my little sorrow
I would tell you
That I'm a junkie hooked on your hips
I would tell you, I would tell you

Dance it, love me, leave it, lie to me, take it, move slowly
Addicted to all your movements
Before being simple, I'm dead
Once he said everything was fine and what's up, it was just another story
I won't shut up anymore, sorry
Because before being simple, I'm dead

He goes out on the street and everyone applauds him, little gypsy girl
A bouquet of violets to take to your house, little apple
She loves slow ballads to dance together but close
I always wanted to kiss those lips with a caramel pica pica flavor

Havana oh nana (hala hala hala how it has escaped me)

I would tell you
That all this shit was worth it and
I would tell you
That you took away my little sorrow
I would tell you
That I'm a junkie hooked on your hips
I would tell you, I would tell you

I would tell you
That all this shit was worth it and
I would tell you
That you took away my little sorrow
I would tell you
That I'm a junkie hooked on your hips
I would tell you, I would tell you