I wanna be keys inside your pocket I wanna be the apple in your mouth I wanna be the shirt that's on your body I wanna be closer to you now
I'll throw myself on the dance floor If you leave, if you leave me, yeah I'll start a scene by the front door Leave your shirt torn
Don't you go or I'll throw a tantrum I'll hold every heartbeat for ransom Baby, oh, no, you know I go psycho Don't you go or I'll throw a tantrum
I wanna be the leather in your backseat I wanna be the chapstick on your lips Day in your every, the threads on your bedsheets The rеason you can't sleep On a night like this
And I'll throw myself on the dancе floor If you leave, if you leave me, yeah And I'll start a scene by the front door Leave my shirt torn, hey
Don't you go, or I'll throw a tantrum I'll hold every heartbeat for ransom Baby, oh, no, you know I go psycho Don't you go, or I'll throw a tantrum Don't you go, or I'll throw a tantrum I'll hold every heartbeat for ransom Baby, oh, no, you know I go psycho Don't you go, or I'll throw a tantrum
Yeah, I'll throw a tantrum
Don't you go or I'll throw a tantrum I'll hold every heartbeat for ransom Baby, oh, no, you know I go psycho Don't you go or I'll throw a tantrum Don't you go or I'll throw a tantrum I'll hold every heartbeat for ransom Baby, oh, no, you know I go psycho Don't you go or I'll throw a tantrum
Don't you go or I'll throw a tantrum
Compositores: Madison Love, John Byron, Steph Jones & DallasK