Revolving Door Lyrics – Tate McRae

My cold heart is finally meltin’
I moved from the East to the West Wing
I finally think it might be helpin’, uh-uh
Uh-uh

I confess, I’m not that versatile
Say I’m good, but I might be in denial
Takes one call, and that undoes the dial
Uh-uh

Baby, I tried to call you off like a bad habit
Try to call you off like a bad habit

But I keep comin’ back, like a revolvin’ door
Say I couldn’t want you less, but I just want you more
So I keep comin’ back, like a revolvin’ door
Say I couldn’t want you less, but I just want you more
And more, and more, and more, ah (ah)
And more, and more, and more, ah (ah)

Shut it down
Said I’d try (hey), then you come, come around
Fuck me good, fuck me up, then I gotta move towns
How’d I get from your gym to your couch? Oh, how?

Baby, I tried to (tried to) call you (call you) off like a bad habit (yeah)
Try to (try to) call you (call you) off like a bad habit

But I keep comin’ back (oh no), like a revolvin’ door (yeah)
Say I couldn’t want you less, but I just want you more
So I keep comin’ back (oh no), like a revolvin’ door (yeah)
Say I couldn’t want you less, but I just want you more
And more (get what I want), and more (can’t get enough of you)
And more (yeah, when you make me), ah (ah)
And more (get what I want), and more (can’t get enough of you)
And more (yeah, when you make me), ah (ah)

Changed my mind so much, I can’t find it
I work so much, can’t be reminded
Life feels worse, but good with you in it
Supposed to be on stage, but fuck it, I need a minute
Changed my mind so much, it’s exhaustin’
I still think ’bout that night out in Boston
I’m more hurt than I would admit
Supposed to be an adult, but fuck it, I need a minute (oh)

I need a minute, I need a minute (ooh)
I need a, I need—fuck it, I need a minute (I need a)
I need a minute, I need a minute (yeah)
I need a, I need—fuck it, I need a minute

I need a minute
Ooh, I need a minute
Mm-mmm, mm-mmm