I wanna love you inside out Wanna love you inside out Baby, give it to me, no doubt 'Cause I wanna love you inside out I wanna love you inside out Show me what your inside bout I don't wanna kno

I wanna love you inside out Wanna love you inside out Baby, give it to me, no doubt 'Cause I wanna love you inside out I wanna love you inside out Show me what your inside bout I don't wanna kno

[Verse 1] Ooh, I'm not a psychic But I see myself all over you Ooh, I'm sick on you, sick on you But you're the medicine too [Pre-Chorus] The gravity can't hold us Your hands are outer place

I get paranoid sometimes in conversation I get paranoid sometimes, I I got people I call friends with motivations Hard to tell who's on my side I was too young, I've seen too much Wise people cha

I woke up happy by accident I forgot you were gone again And all the words you typed out, I read, uh-huh But I'm alone on my sofa bed, uh-huh My skin's so soft today But you're so far away And I

[Verse 1] I don't care, if you're here Or, if you're not alone I don't care, it's been too long It's kinda like we didn't happen The way that, your lips move The way you whisper slow I

[Verse 1] I don't care, if you're here Or, if you're not alone I don't care, it's been too long It's kinda like we didn't happen The way that, your lips move The way you whisper slow I don't ca

I don't care if you're here
Or if you're not alone
I don't care, it's been too long
It's kinda like we didn't happen
The way that your lips move
The way you whisper slow
I don't care, it's good, it's gone (ah)

I said: I won't lose control, I don't want it (ooh)

Tell me something
But say it with your hands, slow
When you touch me
Paint me like a Van Gogh
I wanna study every inch of you
'Till you trust me
To make the angels come through

Like a choir singing: Hallelujah
When my body's crashin' right into ya
When we al

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, I promise Ooh Tell me something, but say it with your hands, slow When you touch me, paint me like a Van Gogh (Oh) I wanna study every inch of you 'Til you trust me to make t

Yeah, written and Illustrated Anna Dewdney, yeah

Llama llama
Llama llama red pajama
Is alone without his mama
Baby llama wants a drink
But mama's at the kitchen sink, oh no

Llama llama red pajama
Calls down to him llama llama mama
Baby llama hums a tune
Ma

I forgot the feeling The feeling of being alone but not lonely I guess when you touch me My fears and my secrets belong to you only Close the door behind you Just let me love you, slow you, hold

Here I go again I'm imagining a world outside unlike the one I'm in Daydreamin' again of when I'll get a chance There's a world that understands Where you don't hear the whispers in the room you'r

Wise men say, only fools rush in But I took your hand and I jumped right in I guess everything has a consequence, oh I, I I can hide, and put on a show 'Cause the highs are highs But the lows are

que le gusta pasar un buen rato

(Oh, Dios mío)

Cobra vida a medianoche

(Cada noche)

Mi mamá no confía en él

(Oh, Dios mío)

Solo está aquí por una cosa

Pero (yo también)

Sí

Un poco más grande

Una chaqueta de cuero negra

Una mala reputación

Hábitos ...

They say he likes a good time (my, oh, my)
He comes alive at midnight (every night)
My mama doesn't trust him (my, oh, my)
He's only here for one thing, but (so am I)

Yeah, a little bit older, a black leather jacket
A bad reputation, insatiable habits
He was onto me, on

[Verse 1] Something must've gone wrong in my brain Got your chemicals all in my veins Feeling all the highs, feeling all the pain Let go on the wheel, it’s the bullet lane Now I'm seeing red, n

Something must've gone wrong in my brain
Got your chemicals all in my veins
Feeling all the highs, feel all the pain
Let go on the wheel, it’s the bullet lane
Now I'm seeing red, not thinking straight
Blurring all the lines, you intoxicate me

Just like nicotine, heroin,

Buta-yuh-yuh Buta-yuh-yuh Buta-yuh-yuh Seeing visions on the ceiling Drunken kisses, heavy breathing You're up against the wall She's unbuttoning your jeans and you tell her that you want it all

[Verse 1: Camila Cabello] Baby, what'cha say? I ain't here to, I ain't here to conversate Baby, I don't play From Miami, causin' trouble in LA Rowdy, Tennessee If I don't send for you, best not