Tate McRae - Revolving door Lyrics

Tate McRae - Revolving door Lyrics 


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 try (Hey), then you come, come around

Fuck me good, fuck me up, then I gotta move towns

How'd I get from your 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

So 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 (Get what I want), and more (Can't get enough of)

And more (You, when you make me), more (More)

And more (Get what I want), and more (Can't get enough of)

And more (You, when you make me), 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 fuck 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 fuck it, I need a minute (Oh)


I need a minute, I need a minute (Ooh)

I need a, I need, fuck it, I need a minute (I need a)

I need a minute, I need a minute (Yeah)

I need a, I need, fuck it, I need a minute


I need a minute

Ooh, I need a minute

Mmmmm

Mmmmm

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