(A-a-a-ah)
Feel your eyes watchin′ me
So I'm movin′ on him just so you can see
Told you I was gonna get you right back
(right back)
Oh, you don't really like that?
I'm yours again when you walk away
You know if you leave, I ain′t gonna stay
When I′m doin' good, you get me off track
And I guess I kinda like that
You make me really, really good at makin′ bad decisions
All my friends know where to look every time I go missin'
Seven texts and two missed calls
Know I can′t ignore 'em all
Said that I′m gonna be sleepin' at mine
I lied
(O-oh)
Uh-oh, I couldn't help myself
I′m almost at your house again, again
Uh-oh, I′m one foot in the door
My clothes are on your floor again, again
I get a littlе drunk and it's all I want
Tomorrow I′ll be sick, but tonight I'm numb
Uh-oh, now we can just pretеnd
We won′t do it again, again, again
Roll your eyes like you do
Should have known it's always the same with you
Tryin′ not to feel our connection
But oh my god, it's kinda temptin'
You said, "can we leave now?"
I don′t think we should
Through the back door
That won′t end good
How 'bout my place?
Shit, you know I would
Gonna follow you out when nobody looks
You make me really, really good at makin′ bad decisions
All my friends know where to look every time I go missin'
Seven texts and two missed calls
Make you wait before I fall
Said that I′m gonna be sleepin' at mine
I lied
(O-oh)
Uh-oh, I couldn′t help myself
I'm almost at your house again, again
Uh-oh, I'm one foot in the door
My clothes are on your floor again, again
I get a little drunk and it′s all I want
Tomorrow I′ll be sick, but tonight I'm numb
Uh-oh, now we can just pretend
We won′t do it again, again, again
Again, again
Again, again
Again, again
Writer(s): Ali Tamposi, Louis Russell Bell, Billy Walsh, Tate Mcrae
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