Better get-get
Better get-get
Better get-get

Seeing visions on the ceiling
Drunken kisses, heavy breathing
You're up against the wall
She's unbuttoning your jeans and you tell her that you want it all
She loves you all night, makes you breakfast
Not just sex, it's a real connection
And out of love, we'd fall
And it makes me wanna scream why I'm making up this shit at all

I'm paranoid there's something I don't know
Got my demons creeping on the low
But I don't even hear them anymore

The way we're making love, you leave with me no doubt
The way you're biting on the corner of my mouth
You take the psycho out of my brain, yeah
You leave me with no doubt
And I can see it in your eyes when you slow down
You take the psycho out of my brain, yeah
Leave me with no doubt

Better get-get
Better get-get
Better get-get

My head is racing, plead your innocence
You're not guilty, I'm hyper vigilant
I'm getting bad again (getting bad again)
'Cause when shit is getting good, I just spiral into bad again
Imagination has gone belligerent
Seeing red flags that don't even exist
And that's the head I'm in
'Cause when shit is getting good, I just worry 'bout the bad again

I'm paranoid there's something I don't know
Got my demons creeping on the low
But I don't even hear them anymore

The way we're making love, you leave with me no doubt
The way you're biting on the corner of my mouth
You take the psycho out of my brain, yeah
You leave me with no doubt
And I can see it in your eyes when you slow down
You take the psycho out of my brain, yeah
Leave me with no doubt

(Bésame, ey, besa-bésame) better get-get
(Bésame, ey, besa-bésame) better get-get
(La cintura)
(Tócame pa' que no sienta' los celos que estoy sintiendo) better get-get
Ooh, get me outta my mind, I (bésame, ey, besa-bésame)
Outta my mind, I (bésame, ey, besa-bésame)
Get me outta my mind (la cintura, tócame pa' que no sienta' los celos que estoy sintiendo)

Oh, the way we're making love, you leave with me no doubt
The way you're biting on the corner of my mouth
You take the psycho out of my brain, yeah
You leave me with no doubt
And I can see it in your eyes when you slow down
You take the psycho out of my brain, yeah
Leave me with no doubt

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Writer(s): Camila Cabello, Eric Frederic, Mike Sabath, Scott Harris