Music : Ryan Tedder/Tate McRae/Grant Boutin/Julia Michaels
My cold heart is finally melting
I moved from the east to the west wing
I finally think it might be helping, ah, ah
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 coming back like a revolving door
Say I couldn't want you less, but I just want you more
So I keep coming back like a revolving 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
**** me good, **** me up
Then I gotta move towns
How'd I get from a gym to your couch?
Oh, how?
Baby, I tried to call you (Tried to call you)
Off like a bad habit
Tried to call you (Tried to call you)
Off like a bad habit
But I keep coming back like a revolving door
Say I couldn't want you less, but I just want you more
So I keep coming back like a revolving door
Say I couldn't want you less, but I just want you more
And more, and more
And more, more
And more, and more
And 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 exhausting
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
I need a minute
I need a minute
I need a, I need, **** it
I need a minute
I need a minute
I need a minute
I need a, I need, **** it
I need a minute
I need a minute
Oh, I need a minute