Nhạc sĩ: Max Martin, Ariana Grande, Savan Kotecha, Ilya Salmanzadeh
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
Back to you, back to you, back to youBack to you, back to you, back to youBack to you, back to you, back to youEvery timeI get tired of your no-showsYou get tired of my controlThey keep telling me to let goBut I don't really let goWhen I say soI keep giving people blank staresI'm so different when you're not thereIt's like something out of ShakespeareBecause I'm really not here when you're not thereI've tried to fight our energyBut every time I think I'm freeYou get high and call on the regularI get weak and fall like a teenagerYeahWhy oh why does God keep bringing meBack to youI get drunk, pretend that I'm over itSelf-destruct, show up like an idiotWhy oh why does God keep bringing meBack to youI go back to you, back to you, back to youBack to you, back to you, back to youI go back to you, back to you, back to youEvery timeI'm justWhen I get on a new waveBoy you look at me and I slip out of my placeThey keep calling me a head caseCause I can't make a good caseWhy we can't changeI've tried to fight our energyBut every time I think I'm freeYeahYou get high and call on the regularI get weak and fall like a teenagerWhy oh why does God keep bringing meBack to youI get drunk, pretend that I'm over itSelf-destruct, show up like an idiotWhy oh why does God keep bringing meBack to youI go back to you, back to you, back to youBack to you, back to you, back to youBack to you, back to you, back to youI go back to you, back to you, back to youI go back to you, back to you, back to youI go back to you, back to you, back to youEvery time