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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
ZAYN
ZAYN
Vocals
Devlin
Devlin
Vocals
Alex Oriet
Alex Oriet
Programming
David Phelan
David Phelan
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
ZAYN
ZAYN
Songwriter
Alex Oriet
Alex Oriet
Songwriter
David Phelan
David Phelan
Songwriter
Theodore Rubin
Theodore Rubin
Songwriter
James Devlin
James Devlin
Songwriter
Natalie Dunn
Natalie Dunn
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Saltwives
Saltwives
Producer
Alex Oriet
Alex Oriet
Engineer
David Phelan
David Phelan
Engineer
Denis Kosiak
Denis Kosiak
Mixing Engineer
Jon Castelli
Jon Castelli
Mixing Engineer
Josh Deguzman
Josh Deguzman
Engineer
Dale Becker
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Fuckin' on the countertop, window to the floor She been on my mind, I swear she the type to roll She with me when I flow She with me when I don't Fuckin' on the countertops, elevated her She could rob me blind, I'd give anything she want I never let her know So she come back for more Are you done yet? 'Cause I'm right here Are you waitin' for the right time to call me back? Cigarettes and fuckin' on the windowsill In my bеd, yeah, tell me whеn you're gettin' here Only thing I wanna know, oh Is how far away you are Cigarettes and fuckin' on the windowsill Break the glass, go and show me how you really feel Cut me deep and sew it up That's the way you show me love I see the way she lookin' like she lookin' in my soul I ain't stoppin', maybe this could be the somethin' that I want She with me when I flow She with me when I don't Fuckin' on the countertops, elevated her She could rob me blind, I'd give anything she want I never let her know So she come back for more Are you done yet? 'Cause I'm right here Are you waitin' for the right time to call me back? Cigarettes and fuckin' on the windowsill In my bed, yeah, tell me when you're gettin' here Only thing I wanna know, oh Is how far away you are Cigarettes and fuckin' on the windowsill Break the glass, go and show me how you really feel Cut me deep and sew it up That's the way you show me love Your cigarettes on the windowsill You left here from the night before I take one, never light it up Night comes and I want you more So I can play dumb If the rain comes, it will more than pour But I don't want no fake love Just a real freak when I'm on the board And I'm waitin', impatient, all I can do is man my station When the body is that hot, it's a curse, damnation And there ain't no salvation, this girl could walk though Hell And I'm sure she'd tempt Satan if she ain't the devil herself Cigarettes and fuckin' on the windowsill In my bed, yeah, tell me when you're gettin' here Only thing I wanna know, oh Is how far away you are (how far away you are) Cigarettes and fuckin' on the windowsill Break the glass, go and show me how you really feel (show me) Cut me deep and sew it up That's the way you show me love (how far away you are)
Writer(s): Natalie Maree Dunn, Zain Javadd Malik, David Anthony Phelan, Alexander Oriet, James John Devlin, Theodore Oliver Rubin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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