Lyrics: Tate McRae/Nelly Furtado/Tim Mosley
Music: Tate McRae/Nelly Furtado/Tim Mosley
You keep ta- (ta-ta-), talkin', but not much comin' out your mouth
Can't you tell that I want you?" I say, yeah
I would want myself, baby, please believe me
I'll put you through hell just to know me, yeah-yeah
So sure of yourself, baby, don't get greedy
That shit won't end well (ooh-ooh), end well
(Uh-uh, uh-uh-uh, uh-uh) (woo)
I see you eyein' me down, but you'll never know much past my name
Or how I'm runnin' this room around and that I'm still half your age
Yeah, you're loo- (loo-loo-) looking at me like I'm some sweet escape
Obvious that you want me, but I said
I would want myself, baby, please believe me
I'll put you through hell just to know me, yeah-yeah
So sure of yourself, baby, don't get greedy
That shit won't end well (ooh-ooh), end well
He said, "I'm just curious, is this for real or just an act?
Can't tell if you love or hate me, never met someone like that
Drive me so (so-so) crazy, did you know you got that effect?"
I said, "Lemme check, yeah"
I would want myself, baby, please believe me
I'll put you through hell just to know me, yeah-yeah
So sure of yourself, baby, don't get greedy
That shit won't end well (ooh-ooh), end well
(I would want myself)