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Intro Am Em Am Em
F G F G
Am Em
Am
Temperature risin', bodies unitin'
Em
Now that I trapped you in my arms
Am
No need to fight it, no need to hide it
Em
Now that I see what's in your heart
F G
Baby girl, I'm the only one who knows this side of you
F G
And baby, you know that I can pull out what's inside of you
Am
Even though it's wrong
Em
It's wrong
Am
Even though it's wrong, baby
Em
My girl
F G
Oh-ooh-oh, ooh-woah, ooh-woah, ooh-woah, oh-oh
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
F G
Oh-ooh-oh, ooh-woah, ooh-woah, ooh-woah, oh-oh
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh-oh-oh
Am
You want me inside you, beg me to slide in
Em
No way we should have never met
Am
Girl, when you ride it, see you decided
Em
Don't say those words that you'll regret
F G
Baby girl, I can tell that you think that I'm right to you
F G
I already know that it's not true, but girl, I'll lie to you
Am
Even though it's wrong (Yeah, yeah)
Em
It's wrong (Yeah, yeah)
Am
Even though it's wrong, baby (Yeah, yeah)
Em
My girl (Yeah)
F G
Oh-ooh-oh, ooh-woah, ooh-woah, ooh-woah, oh-oh
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
F G
Oh-ooh-oh, ooh-woah, ooh-woah, ooh-woah, oh-oh
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh-oh-oh
Am
We do the things, but we know it's wrong
Am
All on my skin, you all in my palm
Em
I sent you an envelope, came with a poem
Em
You possess venom, that came with a charm
Am
You get the good out me, when I perform
Am
I know the bad of you, that's just what I want
Em
And you a baddie, you turnin' me on
Em
Feel for your demons, I know where this goin'
Am
Love when you fuckin', we talkin', I know what you doin'
Am
Caught up in love, what the fuck is we doin'?
Em
Bottles and bottles what else there ain't to it
Em
I tell you 'I got you', it's real, understood
Am
Your legs on the bed and your head on the floor
Am
We go outside whenever we get bored
Em
We get it poppin', leave nothin' in the store
Em
If I go to Saturn, I know that you goin'
F
Fuck me on Saturday early in the mornin'
F
Flyer than a bird, she gon' open her door
G
Scream when I murder, might show you remorse
G
Gotta be cautious, can't pay the support
F
Stars in the ceilin', don't feel like a Porsche
F
Came from the trenches, just livin' at war
G
Once was a prostitute, I can afford it, the one I adore
Am
Temperature risin', bodies unitin'
Em
Now that I trapped you in my arms
Am
No need to fight it, no need to hide it
Em
Now that I see what's in your heart
F G
Baby girl, I'm the only one who knows this side of you
F G
And baby, you know that I can pull out what's inside of you
Am
Even though it's wrong
Em
It's wrong
Am
Even though it's wrong, baby
Em
My girl
Written by Mike Dean / Future / Metro Boomin / The Weeknd