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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Camila Cabello
Camila Cabello
Vocals
Ricky Reed
Ricky Reed
Programming
Mike Sabath
Mike Sabath
Guitar
Rafael Padilla
Rafael Padilla
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Camila Cabello
Camila Cabello
Songwriter
Eric Burton Frederic
Eric Burton Frederic
Songwriter
Mike Sabath
Mike Sabath
Songwriter
Scott Harris
Scott Harris
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ricky Reed
Ricky Reed
Producer
Mike Sabath
Mike Sabath
Producer
Bill Malina
Bill Malina
Engineer
Manny Maroquin
Manny Maroquin
Mixing Engineer
Michelle Mancini
Michelle Mancini
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Buta-yeah-yeah
Buta-yeah-yeah
Buta-yeah-yeah
[Verse 2]
Seeing visions on the ceiling
Drunken kisses, heavy breathing
You're up against the wall
She's unbuttoning your jeans and you tell her that you want it all
She loves you all night, makes you breakfast
Not just sex, it's a real connection
And out of love, we'd fall
And it makes me wanna scream why I'm making up this shit at all
[PreChorus]
I'm paranoid there's something I don't know
Got my demons creepin' on the low
But I don't even hear them anymore
[Chorus]
The way we're making love, you leave with me no doubt
The way you're biting on the corner of my mouth
You take the psycho out of my brain, yeah
And leave me with no doubt
And I can see it in your eyes when you slow down
You take the psycho out of my brain, yeah
Leave me with no doubt
[Verse 3]
Buta-yeah-yeah
Buta-yeah-yeah
Buta-yeah-yeah
[Verse 4]
My head is racin', plead your innocence
You're not guilty, I'm hyper vigilant
I'm getting bad again (I'm getting bad again)
'Cause when shit is gettin' good, I just spiral into bad again
Imagination has gone belligerent
Seeing red flags that don't even exist
And that's the head I'm in
'Cause when shit is getting good, I just worry 'bout the bad again
[PreChorus]
I'm paranoid there's something I don't know
Got my demons creepin' on the low
But I don't even hear them anymore
[Chorus]
The way we're making love you leave with me no doubt
The way you're biting on the corner of my mouth
You take the psycho out of my brain, yeah
And leave me with no doubt
And I can see it in your eyes when you slow down
You take the psycho out of my brain, yeah
Leave me with no doubt
[Verse 5]
(Bésame, besa-bésame) Buta-yeah-yeah
(Bésame, besa-bésame) Buta-yeah-yeah
(La cintura, tócame pa' que no sienta los celos que estoy sintiendo)
Oh, I'm going outta my mind, I (Bésame, besa-bésame)
Outta my mind, I (Bésame, besa-bésame)
I'm going outta my mind
(La cintura, tócame pa' que no sienta los celos)
[Verse 6]
Ooh, the way we're making love you leave with me no doubt
The way you're biting on the corner of my mouth
You take the psycho out of my brain, yeah
And leave me with no doubt
And I can see it in your eyes when you slow down
You take the psycho out of my brain, yeah
Leave me with no doubt
Written by: Camila Cabello, Mike Sabath, Ricky Reed, Scott Harris
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