Into It
Ooh, I'm not a psychic
But I see myself all over you (ooh)
Ah-ooh, I'm sick on you, sick on you
But you're the medicine too (ooh, yeah)
The gravity can't hold us
Your hands are outer space
I can't make sense of nothing
And words just get in the way
This couch is getting smaller
But it's my favorite place
Don't even ask the question
You know what I'm gonna say
I'm into it
Whatever trouble that you're thinking
I could get into it
I see a king-sized bed in the corner
We should get into it
All of the things I wanna do to you is infinite
I mean, if you're into it, I'm into it
Ooh, I'm holding my, holding my breath
Until I'm turning blue (ooh), yeah, yeah
Ooh, don't save me, don't save me, don't save me
I'll fall into you, fall into you
This couch is getting smaller
But it's my favorite place
Don't even ask the question
You know what I'm gonna say
I'm into it
Whatever trouble that you're thinking
I could get into it
I see a king-sized bed in the corner
We should get into it
All of the things I wanna do to you is infinite
I mean, if you're into it, I'm into it
I'm into it, I'm into it
Whatever trouble that you're thinking
I could get into it (I'm into it)
I see a king-sized bed in the corner
We should get into it (I'm into it)
Enough of the conversation, baby
Let's get into it (I'm into it)
I mean, if you're into it, I'm into it
The gravity can't hold us
Your hands are outer space
I can't make sense of nothing, oh
This couch is getting smaller
But it's my favorite place
Don't even ask the question
You know what I'm gonna say (say, baby)
I'm into it
Whatever trouble that you're thinking
I could get into it (thinking, I)
I see a king-sized bed in the corner
We should get into it (into it, yeah)
All of the things I wanna do to you is infinite (everything is infinite)
I mean, if you're into it, I'm into it (if you're into it)
I'm into it
Oh, na-na, I'm into it (you know that I'm into it)
I'm into it
Oh, na-na, I'm into it
I'm into it
Oh, na-na, I'm into it
I'm into it (hey)
If you're into it, I'm into it
But I see myself all over you (ooh)
Ah-ooh, I'm sick on you, sick on you
But you're the medicine too (ooh, yeah)
The gravity can't hold us
Your hands are outer space
I can't make sense of nothing
And words just get in the way
This couch is getting smaller
But it's my favorite place
Don't even ask the question
You know what I'm gonna say
I'm into it
Whatever trouble that you're thinking
I could get into it
I see a king-sized bed in the corner
We should get into it
All of the things I wanna do to you is infinite
I mean, if you're into it, I'm into it
Ooh, I'm holding my, holding my breath
Until I'm turning blue (ooh), yeah, yeah
Ooh, don't save me, don't save me, don't save me
I'll fall into you, fall into you
This couch is getting smaller
But it's my favorite place
Don't even ask the question
You know what I'm gonna say
I'm into it
Whatever trouble that you're thinking
I could get into it
I see a king-sized bed in the corner
We should get into it
All of the things I wanna do to you is infinite
I mean, if you're into it, I'm into it
I'm into it, I'm into it
Whatever trouble that you're thinking
I could get into it (I'm into it)
I see a king-sized bed in the corner
We should get into it (I'm into it)
Enough of the conversation, baby
Let's get into it (I'm into it)
I mean, if you're into it, I'm into it
The gravity can't hold us
Your hands are outer space
I can't make sense of nothing, oh
This couch is getting smaller
But it's my favorite place
Don't even ask the question
You know what I'm gonna say (say, baby)
I'm into it
Whatever trouble that you're thinking
I could get into it (thinking, I)
I see a king-sized bed in the corner
We should get into it (into it, yeah)
All of the things I wanna do to you is infinite (everything is infinite)
I mean, if you're into it, I'm into it (if you're into it)
I'm into it
Oh, na-na, I'm into it (you know that I'm into it)
I'm into it
Oh, na-na, I'm into it
I'm into it
Oh, na-na, I'm into it
I'm into it (hey)
If you're into it, I'm into it
Credits
Writer(s): Ryan B. Tedder, Adam King Feeney, Louis Russell Bell, Justin Drew Tranter, Camila Cabello, Kaan Gunesberk
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