Revolving door (sped-up|Explicit) - Tate McRae
Lyrics by:Tate McRae/Ryan Tedder/Grant Boutin/Julia Michaels
Composed by:Tate McRae/Ryan Tedder/Grant Boutin/Julia Michaels
Produced by:Ryan Tedder/Grant Boutin
My cold heart is finally melting
I moved from the east to the west wing
I finally think it might be helping 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 tried then you com come around
**** me good **** me up thn I gotta move towns
How'd I get from the 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
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
And more and more
And more more more
And more and more
And more 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 **** 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
I'm supposed to be an adult
But **** it I need a minute oh
I need a minute I need a minute ooh
I need a I need **** it