Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Camila Cabello
Vocals
Jasper Harris
Piano
Aaron Shadrow
Guitar
Pablo Diaz-Reixa
Drums
Bart Schoudel
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Camila Cabello
Composer
Jasper Harris
Composer
Aaron Shadrow
Composer
Pablo Diaz-Reixa
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
El Guincho
Executive Producer
Jasper Harris
Producer
Aaron Shadrow
Producer
Brad Lauchert
Mixing Engineer
Jon Castelli
Mixing Engineer
Anthony D'Annunzio
Studio Personnel
Emme Lehmann Boddicker
Studio Personnel
John Janick
Studio Personnel
Roger Gold
Studio Personnel
Sam French
Studio Personnel
Sam Riback
Studio Personnel
Vanessa Angiuli
Studio Personnel
Bart Schoudel
Engineer
Salvador "Better Call Sal" Majail
Engineer
Lyrics
Oh, no
No, no, no, no, no
I don't know where I am with you, I'm confused
I need more from you, that's the truth, more of you
Last time got a bad review, hated you
But I see why I'd tried with you, the reason's you
And you laugh when I say, "You're such a dick sometimes"
We might be alright, we might be alright
And I laugh when you say I'm such a bitch sometimes
We probably won't work, but, baby, maybe we just might
It feels like I'm livin' in limbo
I'm not yours or mine, I'm somewhere in the middle, okay
You're so tall, you just made me feel even more little, babe
I just want a good night, scrеwin' in all my life
Want you to hold me tight, tell mе that we're alright
I don't want you on the phone, feel better on my own
Remind myself I'm grown, I could do what I want, yeah
20-somethings in love, in lust, in confusion
20-somethings, dancin' while our hearts are bruisin'
Leave Manhattan, cross the bridge over to Brooklyn
When it comes to us, I don't know what the fuck I'm doin', doin'
20-somethings, should've left the party sooner
20-somethings, gotta have a sense of humor when it comes to us
Don't know what the fuck I'm doin'
'Bout to lose service, I'm in the elevator
"If you're down, maybe we could do somethin' later"
Fuck does that mean? I need a translator
I don't get it, straight up
I just want a good night (uh-huh), screwin' in all my life (all my life)
Want you to hold me tight, tell me that we're alright
I don't want you on the phone, feel better on my own
Remind myself I'm grown, I could do what I want, yeah
20-somethings in love, in a lust, in confusion
20-somethings, dancin' while our hearts are bruisin'
Leave Manhattan, cross the bridge over to Brooklyn
When it comes to us, I don't know what the fuck I'm doin', doin'
20-somethings, should've left the party sooner (oh, yeah)
20-somethings, gotta have a sense of humor when it comes to us
Don't know what the fuck I'm doin'
Oh, oh
I don't know what the fuck I'm doin'
No, no, no-oh
Writer(s): Jasper Harris, Pablo Diaz-reixa, Camila Cabello, Aaron Shadrow
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