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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Weeknd
Vocals
Eminem
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Thomas William Raybould
Songwriter
Ahmad Balshe
Songwriter
Abel Tesfaye
Songwriter
Emmanuel Nickerson
Songwriter
Carlo Montagnese
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike Strange
Recording Engineer
Joe Strange
Recording Engineer
Illangelo
Producer
Mano
Producer
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Said, you want a little company?
And I love it 'cause the thrill's cheap
Said, you left him for good this time
Still, if he knew I was here, he'd wanna kill me
[Verse 2]
But it's time you met the real me, filthy
But wasn't always, will be your pill refill
And I'll still be your addiction
You can touch a prescription but don't fill me
[Verse 3]
I'll let you see my dark side
But like a mic check, you got one, two
So when the sparks fly, we hit the flight deck
And got sprung, pew
[Verse 4]
Like an ejector seat from an F-15
But tonight, we don't need those pills
'Cause the effects of each other but we gon' film
'Cause I will want your ex to see
(Get it?) That
[Verse 5]
I only call you when it's half past 5
The only time that I'd be by your side
I only love it when you touch me, not feel me
When I'm fucked up, that's the real me
When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, yeah
[Verse 6]
I only call you when it's half past 5
The only time I'd ever call you mine
I only love it when you touch me, not feel me
When I'm fucked up, that's the real me
When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, babe
[Verse 7]
And every time he hurts you, I heard you
Your shoulder to cry on
And I'll be danged if I weren't who you turn to
You said he drove you to my arms
[Verse 8]
But don't you remember when I told you
I would never let down my guard? Nah
And I hope you feel like dirt when I hold you
'Cause is it really over?
[Verse 9]
But you just want a little company
And you just really wanna thrill seek
Said, you left him for good this time
Bullshit, what your friends do, spill beans?
[Verse 10]
Or you just wanna be guilt free and still creep?
But these hills see from that POV
We can touch but the only way you'll feel me
Is with a camera, feel me?
[Verse 11]
You're nothing but a bar fly, you got your sights set
On the one who you run to
But I'm a far cry from what you might get
If we come true
[Verse 12]
So keep texting me
But at night, if you seek those thrills, what I expect to be
'Cause if you cheat on him
Just means I will be the next to be your ex
So no complexities, just sex
And don't lecture me, just accept that
[Verse 13]
I only call you when it's half past 5
The only time that I'd be by your side
I only love it when you touch me, not feel me
When I'm fucked up, that's the real me
When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, yeah
[Verse 14]
I only call you when it's half past 5
The only time I'd ever call you mine
I only love it when you touch me, not feel me
When I'm fucked up, that's the real me
When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, babe
[Verse 15]
Hills have eyes, the hills have eyes
Who are you to judge?
Who are you to judge?
Hide your lies, girl, hide your lies
Only you to trust
Only you
[Verse 16]
I only call you when it's half past 5
The only time that I'd be by your side
I only love it when you touch me, not feel me
When I'm fucked up, that's the real me
When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, yeah
[Verse 17]
I only call you when it's half past 5
The only time I'd ever call you mine
I only love it when you touch me, not feel me
When I'm fucked up, that's the real me
When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, babe
Written by: Abel Tesfaye, Ahmad Balshe, Carlo Montagnese, Emmanuel Nickerson
