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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
P!nk
P!nk
Background Vocals
Butch Walker
Butch Walker
Background Vocals
Jake Sinclair
Jake Sinclair
All Instruments
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Butch Walker
Butch Walker
Songwriter
Alecia Moore
Alecia Moore
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Butch Walker
Butch Walker
Producer
Jake Sinclair
Jake Sinclair
Recording Engineer
Serban Ghenea
Serban Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
John Hanes
John Hanes
Mixing Engineer
Tim Roberts
Tim Roberts
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I like to think that I'm a pretty good kisser
I like to think I maybe broke a few hearts
But since I met you, I'm a victim of disaster
I like to think I got it down to an art
[Verse 2]
So, here's where the problem starts
You're shitting on my heart
Oh, I can't take it
Again and again and again
[Verse 3]
All I wanted from you
Was a night or maybe two
You beat me at my own game, no, it's not okay
I'm the one who's peacin' out
All I needed to do
Was get just a taste of you
And now I'm sick all in my head, you poisoned me instead
Trust me, trust me, I think I got heartbreak down
[Verse 4]
I like to wake and got to bed around whenever
I like to maybe come and go when I choose
But now I'm waiting for a text, a call, whatever
What's gotten into me, besides you?
You're like a rush, you're like a drug, it's just the sight of you
I like to think that I could kick you, but it's what you do
When you wink at me, what's the Lord think of me?
For bein' so fuckin' weak, I find it hard for me to breathe
[Verse 5]
So, here's where my story ends
I've got to make amends
I let me down
Again and again and again and again
[Verse 6]
All I wanted from you
Was a night or maybe two
You beat me at my own game, no, it's not okay
I'm the one who's peacin' out
All I needed to do
Was get just a taste of you
And now I'm sick all in my head, you poisoned me instead
Trust me, trust me, I think I got heartbreak down
[Verse 7]
Here's what we have to do
Stay together, keep it true
Can't be strong, too late for cool
I won't live without you
[Verse 8]
(You're not rid of me)
[Verse 9]
All I wanted from you
Was a night or maybe two
You beat me at my own game, no, it's not okay
I'm the one who's peacin' out
All I needed to do
Was get just a taste of you
And now I'm sick all in my head, you poisoned me instead
Trust me, trust me, I think I got heartbreak down
Written by: Butch Walker, P!nk
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