40 NOCHES (feat. Selecta)

Let the cops come for me
Let them arrest me, it's my fault
I would live for you in the police station
I would happily suck up jail time

Let the sea swallow me, I would drown
I would drift for you
40 nights, 40 days
Just to see if you're the one in the end

Oh-oh, yeah-eah, yeah-eah
Oh-oh, yeah-eah, yeah-eah
Oh-oh, yeah-eah, yeah-eah
Oh-oh, yeah

You were the half-orange I would squeeze
Win my lost battle
Your captures in my gallery
There was no other way to make you mine (no, no)

Until time covers us with stretch marks
And we can't tell your life from mine
With anyone else, you would pretend in bed
For a tear and a mend, you were enough

Like a tattoo, for a lifetime
I was a sticker for you
Behind you, shouting on Gran Vía
I was a coward because of my arrogance

How do you expect me not to laugh?
To normalize those quirks
Look, deep down I have a malfunction
I've gotten fat from sleeping during the day (yeah)

Let the cops come for me
Let them arrest me, it's my fault
I would live for you in the police station
I would happily suck up jail time

Let the sea swallow me, I would drown
I would drift for you
40 nights, 40 days
Just to see if you're the one in the end

Oh-oh, yeah-eah, yeah-eah
(Come on)
Oh-oh, yeah-eah, yeah-eah

Oh-oh, yeah-eah, yeah-eah
(Come on)
Oh-oh, yeah

You were the half-orange I would squeeze
My broken spearhead
I spend hours smoking Gorilla
And drinking tequila to see if you notice me

The black sheep, rotten apple
The son-in-law every mother-in-law would want
You were what would take me
To the deserted island for the rest of my days

You, my cat to spend seven lives
Drop by drop, your saliva on a wound
The thorns are left cold
Like your little hands, Catalina

No more tours, girls, curtains
Still, you never trust me
I'm the daddy, and you're the Maria
My bat and your kitty are lead and harmony (yeah)

Let the cops come for me
Let them arrest me, it's my fault
I would live for you in the police station
I would happily suck up jail time

Let the sea swallow me, I would drown
I would drift for you
40 nights, 40 days
Just to see if you're the one in the end

Let the cops come for me
I've already prayed 100 Hail Marys
I would go back to the fruit stand for you
And that face by my side

Someone rid me of this witchcraft
Or I'll get tangled in your lingerie
40 nights, 40 days
40 nights and days

(Come on)
Oh-oh, yeah-eah, yeah-eah
Oh-oh, yeah-eah, yeah-eah
(Come on)