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Turn Myself In

The Saturdays

I was standing by the bar on the table,
I could hardly breathe,
didn't thought you know, couldn't say no,
that you were on to me
You don't know what it's like
i need you bad, i feel alone
you don't know how it feels
just like a criminal
Turn myself in tonight
this is me coming clean with my hands up
turn myself in tonight
cause i know that i'm alone out of danger
turn myself in (?)
want you bad, you should have me in handcuffs
turn myself in tonight
this is me coming clean with my hands up
you hear the sirens going oo oo oo
oo oo oo oo oo
you hear the sirens going oo oo oo
oo oo oo oo oo
I can't speak as our body gets closer
I find it hard to live
it's the sensual touch and it lingers
like a crown that's put on me
You don't know what it's like
i need you bad i feel alone
you don't know how it feels
just like a criminal
Turn myself in tonight
this is me coming clean with my hands up
turn myself in tonight
cause i know that i'm alone out of danger
turn myself in (?)
want you bad you should have me in handcuffs
turn myself in tonight
this is me coming clean with my hands up
you hear the sirens going oo oo oo
oo oo oo oo oo
you hear the sirens going oo oo oo
oo oo oo oo oo
i see the blue lights coming for me (take me take me)
you could lock me up but i'd still be free
Turn myself in tonight
this is me coming clean with my hands up
turn myself in tonight
cause i know that i'm alone out of danger
turn myself in (?)
want you bad you should have me in handcuffs
turn myself in tonight
this is me coming clean with my hands up
you hear the sirens going oo oo oo
oo oo oo oo oo
you hear the sirens going

Composição: Chris Braide/James Fauntleroy/Una Healy/Mollie King/Frankie Sandford/Vanessa White /Rochelle Wiseman





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