DFTM
I came here to be alone
And I'm staring at my phone
I turn away after everything you say
You've made it clear that you don't wanna hear me
And I wish I'd stayed at home
A-B-C, do I need to spell it out for you?
1-2-3, times is more than an accident
I want you to
Tell me why you thought that you could touch me
Lights low but I see you clearly
Reaching out like some kind of creep
I told you not to fucking touch me
I could make a scene and make myself the bad guy
And you can tell your friends about the crazy bitch you met last night
When you were just being nice
Yeah right
A-B-C, do I need to spell it out for you
Hands off me, I'm prepared to make you regret why you came here
Tell me why you thought that you could touch me
Lights low but I see you clearly
Reaching out like some kind of creep
I told you not to fucking touch me
Even if I wanted to
Which I'd never want to
It's so easy to see through
Everything you're trying to do
Even if I wanted to
Which I'd never want to
It's so easy to see through
Everything you're trying to do
Tell me why you thought that you could touch me
Lights low but I see you clearly
Reaching out like some kind of creep
I told you not to fucking touch me
I told you not to fucking touch me
I told you not to fucking touch me
And I'm staring at my phone
I turn away after everything you say
You've made it clear that you don't wanna hear me
And I wish I'd stayed at home
A-B-C, do I need to spell it out for you?
1-2-3, times is more than an accident
I want you to
Tell me why you thought that you could touch me
Lights low but I see you clearly
Reaching out like some kind of creep
I told you not to fucking touch me
I could make a scene and make myself the bad guy
And you can tell your friends about the crazy bitch you met last night
When you were just being nice
Yeah right
A-B-C, do I need to spell it out for you
Hands off me, I'm prepared to make you regret why you came here
Tell me why you thought that you could touch me
Lights low but I see you clearly
Reaching out like some kind of creep
I told you not to fucking touch me
Even if I wanted to
Which I'd never want to
It's so easy to see through
Everything you're trying to do
Even if I wanted to
Which I'd never want to
It's so easy to see through
Everything you're trying to do
Tell me why you thought that you could touch me
Lights low but I see you clearly
Reaching out like some kind of creep
I told you not to fucking touch me
I told you not to fucking touch me
I told you not to fucking touch me
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Writer(s): Cry Club, Heather Riley And Jonathan Tooke
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