Description
Producer: 808Bhav808
Recordingarranger: Dirk Schömbs
Mixing Engineer: Anders Hvenare
Mastering Engineer: Paco Bose
Composer Lyricist: Nesta Petrauskaite
Composer Lyricist: Lotte Mørkved
Composer Lyricist: Bhavik Pattani
Composer Lyricist: Hiten Bharadia
Lyrics and translation
Original
Don't leave me alone.
Don't leave me alone in this room with a drink in my hand, take my phone.
'Cause I know you know, that I know his number by heart and my fingers get out of control. Then here we go.
I'll be texting and texting, regret every word that I wrote, and you'll answer and answer, the next thing I know. . .
I'm into nobody, ooh, -yeah. -And one thing leads to another.
So over being under. How'd we go from friends to lovers?
-Lovers. -Then un-know each other.
One thing leads to another, and I can't help but wonder.
How'd we go from friends -to lovers? -Lovers.
-And then hurt each other? -Oh, I hate those eyes, yeah.
'Cause I've seen my future in them and I can't even count all the times.
Those eyes, have flies. I keep falling for it every time.
Texting and texting, regret every word that I wrote, and you'll answer and answer, the next thing I know. . .
I wake up -alone. -And one thing. . .
And one thing leads to another. So over being under.
How'd we go from friends to lovers?
-Lovers. -Then un-know each other.
One thing leads to another, and I can't help but wonder.
How'd we go from friends -to lovers? -Lovers.
And then hurt each other? Hurt each other.
I know I should move on 'cause it's all for the best.
But something keeps on telling me we're not over yet.
I probably shouldn't call, but we'll go with that.
But something keeps on telling me we're not over yet.
I know I should move on 'cause it's all for the best.
But something keeps on telling me we're not over yet.
I probably shouldn't call, but we'll go with that.
But something keeps on telling me we're not- And one thing leads to another.
So -over being under. -Under.
-How'd we go from friends to lovers? -Lovers.
Then un-know each other.
One thing leads to another- -Another. --and I can't help but wonder.
How'd we go -from friends to lovers? -Friends to lovers.
-And then hurt each other.
-I know I should move on 'cause it's all for the best, but something keeps on telling me we're not over yet.
English translation
Don't leave me alone.
Don't leave me alone in this room with a drink in my hand, take my phone.
'Cause I know you know, that I know his number by heart and my fingers get out of control. Then here we go.
I'll be texting and texting, regret every word that I wrote, and you'll answer and answer, the next thing I know. . .
I'm into nobody, ooh, -yeah. -And one thing leads to another.
So over being under. How'd we go from friends to lovers?
-Lovers. -Then un-know each other.
One thing leads to another, and I can't help but wonder.
How'd we go from friends -to lovers? -Lovers.
-And then hurt each other? -Oh, I hate those eyes, yeah.
'Cause I've seen my future in them and I can't even count all the times.
Those eyes, have flies. I keep falling for it every time.
Texting and texting, regret every word that I wrote, and you'll answer and answer, the next thing I know. . .
I wake up -alone. -And one thing. . .
And one thing leads to another. So over being under.
How'd we go from friends to lovers?
-Lovers. -Then un-know each other.
One thing leads to another, and I can't help but wonder.
How'd we go from friends -to lovers? -Lovers.
And then hurt each other? Hurt each other.
I know I should move on 'cause it's all for the best.
But something keeps on telling me we're not over yet.
I probably shouldn't call, but we'll go with that.
But something keeps on telling me we're not over yet.
I know I should move on 'cause it's all for the best.
But something keeps on telling me we're not over yet.
I probably shouldn't call, but we'll go with that.
But something keeps on telling me we're not- And one thing leads to another.
So -over being under. -Under.
-How'd we go from friends to lovers? -Lovers.
Then un-know each other.
One thing leads to another- -Another. --and I can't help but wonder.
How'd we go -from friends to lovers? -Friends to lovers.
-And then hurt each other.
-I know I should move on 'cause it's all for the best, but something keeps on telling me we're not over yet.