Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alina Ivy Adams
Alina Ivy Adams
Songwriter
Brigetta Truitt
Brigetta Truitt
Songwriter
Max Frost
Max Frost
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Max Frost
Max Frost
Producer

Lyrics

Blonde hair, don't even remember the color that your eyes were
(ahh)
Converse, pink laces were tied up, kinda like our tongues were
(ahh)
Oh, we're sharing secrets, you can keep 'em, in the sheets
It's probably best if we just keep 'em to ourselves
Time tells everything but god I hope that you remember
(ahh)
Don't be a stranger if I see you in public
Yeah, you saw me naked, I know that you loved it
To me it was nothing, but damn, it was something
I want you, I need you, it's nothing
(I want you, I need you, it's nothing)
I talk so much shit about you till I get around you
(I can't help myself)
I get a little closer
Lose my self-composure
I don't wanna talk about how
I like you like that
I know it sounds bad
I'm striking that match
So why don't you come over right now?
Don't be a stranger if I see you in public
Yeah, you saw me naked, I know that you loved it
To me it was nothing, but damn, it was something
I want you, I need you, it's nothing
(I want you, I need you, it's nothing)
Don't be a stranger
Don't act so above it
Look me in the eyes, I can tell that you're bluffing
To me it was nothing, but damn, it was something
I want you, I need you, it's nothing
(I want you, I need you, it's nothing)
I want you, I need you, it's nothing
(I want you, I need you, it's nothing)
I want you, I need you, it's nothing
(I want you, I need you, it's nothing)
I want you
I want you
I want you
It's nothing
I want you
I want you
I want you, I need you, it's nothing
Written by: Alina Ivy Adams, Brigetta Truitt, Max Frost
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