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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tate McRae
Tate McRae
Vocals
Ryan Tedder
Ryan Tedder
Background Vocals
Grant Boutin
Grant Boutin
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tate McRae
Tate McRae
Songwriter
Ryan Tedder
Ryan Tedder
Songwriter
Julia Michaels
Julia Michaels
Songwriter
Grant Boutin
Grant Boutin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ryan Tedder
Ryan Tedder
Producer
Grant Boutin
Grant Boutin
Producer
Rich & Rich
Rich & Rich
Engineer
Serban Ghenea
Serban Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
Bryce Bordone
Bryce Bordone
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

My cold heart is finally meltin' I moved from the east to the west wing I finally think it might be helpin', oh-oh, oh-oh I confess I'm not that versatile Say I'm good, but I might be in denial Takes one call and that undoes the dial (ah) Baby, I tried to call you off like a bad habit Tried to call you off like a bad habit But I keep comin' back like a revolvin' door Say I couldn't want you less, but I just want you more So I keep comin' back like a revolvin' door Say I couldn't want you less, but I just want you more And more, and more, and more More (more) And more, and more, and more More (more) Shut it down That I try, then you come, come around Fuck me good, fuck me up, then I gotta move towns How'd I get from your gym to your couch? Oh, how? Baby, I tried to (tried to) call you (call you) off like a bad habit (yeah) Tried to (tried to) call you (call you) off like a bad habit But I keep comin' back (oh, no) like a revolvin' door (yeah) Say I couldn't want you less, but I just want you more So I keep comin' back (oh, no) like a revolvin' door (yeah) Say I couldn't want you less, but I just want you more And more (get what I want), and more (can't get enough of you), and more (you, when you make me) More (more) And more (get what I want), and more (can't get enough of you), and more (you, when you make me) More (more) Change my mind so much I can't find it I work so much, can't be reminded Life feels worse, but good with you in it Supposed to be on stage, but fuck it, I need a minute Change my mind so much it's exhaustin' I still think 'bout that night out in Boston I'm more hurt than I would admit (oh) Supposed to be an adult, but fuck it, I need a minute (oh) I need a minute, I need a minute (ooh) I need a, yeah, I need, fuck it, I need a minute (I need a) I need a minute, I need a minute (yeah) I need a, yeah, I need, fuck it, I need a minute I need a minute Oh-oh, I need a minute Ah, mm-mm, mm
Writer(s): Julia Michaels, Tate Mcrae, Ryan Tedder, Grant Joseph Boutin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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