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Tate McRae

uh oh

 

uh oh


Feel your eyes watching me
So I'm moving on him just so you can see
Told you I was gonna get you right back
Oh, you don't really like that? (Oh)
I'm yours again (Oh) when you walk away (Oh)
You know if you leave, I ain't gonna stay (Oh-oh-oh)
When I'm doing good, you get me off track (Oh)
And I guess I kinda like that (Oh)

You make me really, really good at making bad decisions
All my friends know where to look every time I go missing
Seven texts and two missed calls
Know I can't ignore 'em all
Said that I'm gonna be sleeping at mine
I lied

Uh, uh-oh, I couldn't help myself
I'm almost at your house again, again
Uh-oh, I'm one foot in the door
My clothes are on your floor again, again
I get a little drunk and it's all I want
Tomorrow I'll be sick, but tonight I'm numb
Uh-oh, now we can just pretend
We won't do it again, again, again

Roll your eyes, like you do
Should have known it's always the same with you
Trying not to feel our connection
But, oh my god, it's kinda tempting
You said, "Can we leave now?" (Oh)
I don't think we should (Oh)
Through the back door (Oh)
That won't end good (Oh)
How 'bout my place?
Shit, you know I would (Oh)
Then I follow you out
Hope nobody looks

You make me really, really good at making bad decisions
All my friends know where to look every time I go missing
Seven texts and two missed calls
Make you wait before I fall
Said that I'm gonna be sleeping at mine
I lied

Uh, uh-oh, I couldn't help myself
I'm almost at your house again, again (Oh-oh)
Uh-oh, I'm one foot in the door
My clothes are on your floor again, again
I get a little drunk and it's all I want
Tomorrow I'll be sick, but tonight I'm numb
Uh-oh, now we can just pretend
We won't do it again, again, again

(Again, again)
Again, again
(Again, again)
Again, again

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