Lyrics: Mckenzie Comer/Jack Christopher Anderson/Dan Martin/Maurice Miller/Jamie Pyne
Music: Mckenzie Comer/Dan Martin/Jamie Pyne/Jack Christopher Anderson/Maurice Miller
Tell me what you want from me boy
Can't seem to figure you out
Got me tangled up at this point
Tip-toe with you around
We can go out it's your choice
Or meet me at the hotel
Been sober up to this point
It's about to go down
I don't wanna keep you up
I'm on tour again
I don’t even drink scotch but it’s free
I’ve been walking through side streets
I miss the city
Bet you miss the old me
Why don't you come over?
I really need to see ya
I know I'm on the road
Sort of had a few tequilas
Been thinking how we left it
Don’t mean to condescend
But I’m trying hard to quit ya
Mmm
It just feels right
It just feels right
It just feels right
It just feels right
I know that I’m not where I’m meant to be
Kinda got plans, why you calling me?
No more giving in so easily
This is the last time, this is the last night
I’ve been working hard tryna upgrade
Doing real well in my new phase
No more giving in to your mind games
This is the last time this is the last night
I don't wanna keep you up
I'm on tour again
I don’t even drink scotch but it’s free
I’ve been walking through side streets
I miss the city
Bet you miss the old me
Why don't you come over?
I really need to see ya
I know I'm on the road
Sort of had a few tequilas
Been thinking how we left it
Don’t mean to condescend
But I’m trying hard to quit ya
Mmm
It just feels right
It just feels right
It just feels right
It just feels right