Camila Cabello - TWENTY SOMETHINGS (Instrumental)

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Uh-huh No-no-no-no-no I don't know where I am with you I'm confused I need more from you, that's the truth More of you Last time got a bad review Hated you But I see why I'd try with you The reason's you And you laugh when I say you're such a dick sometimes We might be alright We might be alright And I laugh when you say I'm such a bitch sometimes We probably won't work But, baby, we just might It feels like I'm living in limbo I'm not yours or mine, I'm somewhere in the middle, okay You're so tall, you just made me feel even more little, babe I just want a good night Struggling all my life Want you to hold me tight Tell me that we're alright I don't want you on the phone Feel better on my own Remind myself I'm grown I could do what I want, yeah Twentysomethings in love, in lust, in confusion Twentysomethings, dancing while our hearts are bruising Leave Manhattan, cross the bridge over to Brooklyn When it comes to us, I don't know what the fuck I'm doing, doing Twentysomethings, should've left the party sooner Twentysomethings, gotta have a sense of humor When it comes to us Don't know what the fuck I'm doing 'Bout to lose service I'm in the elevator If you're down, maybe we could do something later Fuck does that mean? I need a translator I don't get it, straight up I just want a good night Struggling all my life Want you to hold me tight Tell me that we're alright I don't want you on the phone Feel better on my own Remind myself I'm grown I could do what I want, yeah Twentysomethings in love, in lust, in confusion Twentysomethings, dancing while our hearts are bruising Leave Manhattan, cross the bridge over to Brooklyn When it comes to us, I don't know what the fuck I'm doing, doing Twentysomethings, should've left the party sooner Twentysomethings, gotta have a sense of humor When it comes to us Don't know what the fuck I'm doing No, I, I don't know what the fuck I'm doing No, I, mm-mm