Late Mejor (part. Camilo)

I stay on the beach to soak up the sun
You don’t wanna be my life jacket, my floatie
I take you with me to dry my soul
Don’t leave me hanging like a towel

It’s been a while since you left with your new friend, the one from New York
Your vanilla skin had me hooked
And now I look at the sea, and my ice cream melts
And I fell in love with my TV
The blue summer when it all ended
There are no more waves in the ocean
I have no chords for this song
I can’t find my guitar or the right tune
My cold heart is dying from the heat

But it’s better late
I remember your skin in every swimsuit
But it’s better late
You broke my phone, I lost the charger
But it’s better late, better late, better late
Oh, but it’s better late
And I start to doubt if we were one in two

If you leave, my world shrinks
Tiny, just like your bikini
I’m like a broken toy car, one of those remote controls
And you were like my Lamborghini

Oh, it’s been a while since you left with your new friend, the one from New York
Your vanilla skin had me hooked
And now I look at the sea, and my ice cream melts
And I fell in love with my TV
The blue summer when it all ended
There are no more waves in the ocean
I have no chords for this song
I can’t find my guitar or the right tune
My cold heart is dying from the heat

But it’s better late
I remember your skin in every swimsuit
But it’s better late
You broke my phone, I lost the charger
But it’s better late, better late, better late
Oh, but it’s better late
And I start to doubt if we were one in two

And if you notice that we’re stuck in the oasis of mistakes
Don’t look for me, and don’t judge me
Every time I think of her, I see the glass I fill
But it doesn’t rise, and it fades away, yeah, yeah

But it’s better late
I remember your skin golden from the sun
But it’s better late
Like how you used to wear my sunscreen
But it’s better late, better late, better late (and I steal your sunscreen)
Oh, but it’s better late
And I start to doubt
But it’s better, better, better late (ooh)
I don’t apologize for my madness
Oh, not even the sun rises
But you deserve it
It’s gone, it’s gone, it’s gone, it’s gone