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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kito
Kito
Programming
Bea Miller
Bea Miller
Vocals
LP Giobbi
LP Giobbi
Remixer
Savana Santos
Savana Santos
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bea Miller
Bea Miller
Composer
Savana Santos
Savana Santos
Composer
Alexandra Veltri
Alexandra Veltri
Composer
Julian Bunetta
Julian Bunetta
Composer
Maaike Kito Lebbing
Maaike Kito Lebbing
Composer
Sherwyn Hewett Nicholls
Sherwyn Hewett Nicholls
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kito
Kito
Producer
LP Giobbi
LP Giobbi
Producer
Jon Castelli
Jon Castelli
Mixing Engineer
Josh Deguzman
Josh Deguzman
Engineer
Dale Becker
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

You don't love me, you just steal my clothes
Live in my house 'cause I can't say no
Let you in, now you're way too close
But I don't know how to let you go
You don't love me, you just drink my booze
With all your friends who trash my room
But when we fuck, shit, it feels like love
Feels like love
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
You don't love me, you just steal my clothes
Live in my house 'cause I can't say no
Let you in, now you're way too close
But I don't know how to let you go
You don't love me, you just drink my booze
With all your friends who trash my room
But when we fuck, shit, it feels like love
Feels like love, and it's so messed up, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Who's the reason why you got that car that you've been drivin'?
Everything you're wearing on that body, I provided
You said it was meant to be and fate was all behind it
You were low and I was dumb, I guess it's perfect timing
Who's the reason why you got that car that you've been drivin'?
Everything you're wearing on that body, I provided
You said it was meant to be and fate was all behind it
You were low and I was dumb, I guess it's perfect timing
You don't love me, you just steal my food
Fill my closet with all your shoes (yeah)
Makeup spillin' over my bathroom
Walking 'round, yeah, with an attitude, yeah (yeah)
I don't know why but I love that shit
Sex so fire when we fight like this (yeah)
Shit's messed up but I can't resist, yeah
Guess that's just life with a real bad bitch (yeah)
You don't love me, you just steal my clothes
Live in my house 'cause I can't say no (yeah)
Let you in, now you're way too close
But I don't know how to let you go (yeah)
You don't love me, you just drink my booze
With all your friends who trash my room (yeah)
But when we fuck, shit, it feels like love
Feels like love, and it's so messed up, yeah
Written by: Alexandra Veltri, Beatrice Miller, Julian Bunetta, Maaike Kito Lebbing, Savana Santos, Sherwyn Hewett Nicholls
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