Featured In
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Saturdays
Performer
Chris Braide
Piano
Una Healy
Vocals
Mollie King
Vocals
Frankie Sandford
Vocals
Vanessa White
Vocals
Rochelle Humes
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Braide
Composer
Una Healy
Composer
Mollie King
Composer
Frankie Sandford
Composer
Vanessa White
Composer
Rochelle Wiseman
Composer
James Fauntleroy
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Braide
Producer
Ben Wood
Mixing Engineer
Dick Beetham
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
I was standing by the bar on a table
I could hardly breathe
Didn't fight you, no, I couldn't say no
'Cause you were on to me
You don't know what it's like
I need you bad, I feel alone
You don't know how it feels
Just like a criminal
Turn myself in tonight
This is me coming clean with my hands up
Turn myself in tonight
'Cause I know that alone I'm in danger
Turn myself, need you here
Want you bad, you should have me in handcuffs
Turn myself in tonight
This is me coming clean with my hands up
You hear the sirens going
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
You hear the sirens going
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
No escape as our bodies grow closer (closer)
Find it hard to leave
It's intense, your touch, and it lingers
Like a crime that's been put onto me
You don't know what it's like
I need you bad, I feel alone
You don't know how it feels
Just like a criminal
Turn myself in tonight
This is me coming clean with my hands up (hands up)
Turn myself in tonight
'Cause I know that alone I'm in danger (danger)
Turn myself, need you here (need you here)
Want you bad, you should have me in handcuffs
Turn myself in tonight
This is me coming clean with my hands up
You hear the sirens going
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
You hear the sirens going
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
I can feel the blue lights coming for me (take me, take me)
You can lock me up but I'll still be free
Turn myself in tonight
This is me coming clean with my hands up (you don't know what it's like)
Turn myself in tonight (you don't know)
'Cause I know that alone I'm in danger (you don't know what it's like)
Turn myself, need you here (need you here)
Want you bad you should have me in handcuffs (want you bad, you should have me)
Turn myself in tonight (oh-oh-oh)
This is me coming clean with my hands up
You hear the sirens going
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
You hear the sirens going
Written by: Chris Braide, Frankie Sandford, James Fauntleroy, Mollie King, Rochelle Wiseman, Una Healy, Vanessa White