Camila Cabello

You tell me that I’m complicated And that might be an understatement Anything else? (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) You tell me that I’m indecisive Fickle,

Yeah, you look so happy walking down the street, don’t you, baby? (Don’t you, baby?) Did you forget, you said that in this

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

Don’t speak, no, don’t try It’s been a secret for the longest time Don’t run (Oh), no, don’t hide Been

  Your hair’s grown a little longer Your arms look a little stronger Your eyes just as I remember (oh)

Ooh, I’m not a psychic But I see myself all over you (ooh) Ooh, I’m sick on you, sick on