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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Orla Gartland
Orla Gartland
Lead Vocals
Marcus Andersson
Marcus Andersson
Drum Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Orla Gartland
Orla Gartland
Songwriter
Devin Hoffman
Devin Hoffman
Songwriter
Tommy King
Tommy King
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Orla Gartland
Orla Gartland
Co-Producer
Marcus Andersson
Marcus Andersson
Co-Producer

Lyrics

I love the way you sing Oh, I've been tryna copy every word you say I love the way you think You have this way of knowing it'll be okay Where'd you get that confidence from? 'Cause you wear it like a coat All this feeling second best It's got me by the throat I know That I've been obsessing in the worst way Oh, I heard it from a woman on the internet She told me to eat well and try to love myself Then maybe I won't wish that I was someone else (Tell me how, tell me how) To be more like you Look I don't wanna fight No, I just wanna swap our bodies for a day Imagine I could drive With the top down Back and forth across LA Every time she mentions your name Oh, she says it like a prayer Getting caught up in the syllables I wish I didn't care But no Oh, maybe I'm the one she had to outgrow Oh, I heard it from a woman on the internet She told me to eat well and try to love myself Then maybe I won't wish that I was someone else Oh, I know that I've been flirting with the enemy But please don't be so perfect right in front of me I think of all the things that I will never be (Tell me how, tell me how) To be more like you To be more like you To be more like To be more like you To be more like you To be more like you To be more like To be more like you And look It's true, it's true, it's true, it's true I got these insecurities They're all mine, there's nothing you can do, do, do, do, no And look It's true, it's true, it's true, it's true The other day I caught myself Just looking at pictures of you, you, you, you, you, no Oh, I heard it from a woman on the internet She told me to live a life of no regret So maybe I won't take you on as such a threat Tell me how, tell me how Oh, I know that I've been flirting with the enemy But please don't be so perfect right in front of me I think of all the things that I will never be (Tell me how, tell me how) To be more like you To be more like you To be more like To be more like you To be more like you To be more like you To be more like To be more like you
Writer(s): Orla Gartland, Tommy King, Devin Hoffman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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