Apparaît dans
Crédits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Tate McRae
Stimme und Gesang
Ryan Tedder
Begleitgesang
Grant Boutin
Programmierung
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Tate McRae
Songwriter:in
Ryan Tedder
Songwriter:in
Julia Michaels
Songwriter:in
Grant Boutin
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Ryan Tedder
Produzent:in
Grant Boutin
Produzent:in
Rich & Rich
Ingenieur:in
Serban Ghenea
Mischtechniker:in
Bryce Bordone
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
Dave Kutch
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Paroles
My cold heart is finally meltin'
I moved from the east to the west wing
I finally think it might be helpin', oh-oh, oh-oh
I confess I'm not that versatile
Say I'm good, but I might be in denial
Takes one call and that undoes the dial (ah)
Baby, I tried to call you off like a bad habit
Tried to call you off like a bad habit
But I keep comin' back like a revolvin' door
Say I couldn't want you less, but I just want you more
So I keep comin' back like a revolvin' door
Say I couldn't want you less, but I just want you more
And more, and more, and more
More (more)
And more, and more, and more
More (more)
Shut it down
That I try, then you come, come around
Fuck me good, fuck me up, then I gotta move towns
How'd I get from your gym to your couch?
Oh, how?
Baby, I tried to (tried to) call you (call you) off like a bad habit (yeah)
Tried to (tried to) call you (call you) off like a bad habit
But I keep comin' back (oh, no) like a revolvin' door (yeah)
Say I couldn't want you less, but I just want you more
So I keep comin' back (oh, no) like a revolvin' door (yeah)
Say I couldn't want you less, but I just want you more
And more (get what I want), and more (can't get enough of you), and more (you, when you make me)
More (more)
And more (get what I want), and more (can't get enough of you), and more (you, when you make me)
More (more)
Change my mind so much I can't find it
I work so much, can't be reminded
Life feels worse, but good with you in it
Supposed to be on stage, but fuck it, I need a minute
Change my mind so much it's exhaustin'
I still think 'bout that night out in Boston
I'm more hurt than I would admit (oh)
Supposed to be an adult, but fuck it, I need a minute (oh)
I need a minute, I need a minute (ooh)
I need a, yeah, I need, fuck it, I need a minute (I need a)
I need a minute, I need a minute (yeah)
I need a, yeah, I need, fuck it, I need a minute
I need a minute
Oh-oh, I need a minute
Ah, mm-mm, mm
Writer(s): Julia Michaels, Tate Mcrae, Ryan Tedder, Grant Joseph Boutin
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