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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Shellback
Shellback
Programming
Astma & Rocwell
Astma & Rocwell
Programming
Adam Levine
Adam Levine
Lead Vocals
James Valentine
James Valentine
Lead Guitar
Carmichael Jesse Royal
Carmichael Jesse Royal
Keyboards
Matt Flynn
Matt Flynn
Drums
Michael Allen Madden
Michael Allen Madden
Bass Guitar
Noah Passovoy
Noah Passovoy
Vocals
PJ Morton
PJ Morton
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shellback
Shellback
Songwriter
Tobias Jimson
Tobias Jimson
Songwriter
Michel Flygare
Michel Flygare
Songwriter
Adam Levine
Adam Levine
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Shellback
Shellback
Producer
Astma & Rocwell
Astma & Rocwell
Producer
Serban Ghenea
Serban Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
John Hanes
John Hanes
Mixing Engineer
Eric Eylands
Eric Eylands
Assistant Engineer
Max Martin
Max Martin
Executive Producer
Noah Passovoy
Noah Passovoy
Engineer
Phil Seaford
Phil Seaford
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer

Letra

Say what you're mad at me for, me for Yeah, why you talk that evil, yeah That's not the way you show love, show love No love, no love, no, no Say what you're crying at me for, me for Try to control your ego, yeah That's not the way you show love, show love No love, no love, no, no 'Cause I got all the things I wanna say But nothing's coming out And all the times I came to you I never ever lied Show me that phone in your pocket, girl Show me that phone in your pocket So wait, you think that I don't know what this is really all about? It should be really easy If you have nothing to hide Show me that phone in your pocket, girl Show me that phone in your pocket So what you spying on me for, me for? Tell me what you're looking for, yeah This shit you're saying is so low, so low No love, no love, no, no But tell me where did you go, you go When you saying need time alone? Yeah You really think I don't know, don't know I know, I know, I know 'Cause I got all the things I wanna say But nothing's coming out And all the times I came to you I never ever lied Show me that phone in your pocket, girl Show me that phone in your pocket So wait, you think that I don't know what this is really all about? It should be really easy If you have nothing to hide Show me that phone in your pocket, girl Show me that phone in your pocket Show me yours, I'll show you mine I'll, I'll show you mine Show me yours, I'll show you mine I'll, I'll show you mine Show me yours, I'll show you mine I'll, I'll show you mine I'll, I'll show you mine Yeah I can't believe you looked me in the eye And said to me, you had nothing to hide Yeah Now you're dead to me, this really is goodbye Goodbye 'Cause I got all the things I wanna say But nothing's coming out And all the times I came to you I never ever lied Show me that phone in your pocket, girl Show me that phone in your pocket So wait, you think that I don't know what this is really all about? It should be really easy If you have nothing to hide Show me that phone in your pocket, girl Show me that phone in your pocket Show me yours, I'll show you mine I'll, I'll show you mine Show me yours, I'll show you mine I'll, I'll show you mine Show me yours, I'll show you mine I'll, I'll show you mine Show me that phone in your pocket
Writer(s): Johan Karl Schuster, Michel Richard Flygare, Tobias Jimmy Jimson, Adam Noah Levine Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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