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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Towa Bird
Towa Bird
Vocals
Luke Niccoli
Luke Niccoli
Programming
Luke Wild
Luke Wild
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Towa Bird
Towa Bird
Songwriter
Luke Niccoli
Luke Niccoli
Songwriter
Luke Wild
Luke Wild
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Luke Niccoli
Luke Niccoli
Producer
Luke Wild
Luke Wild
Producer
Abby Feinberg
Abby Feinberg
Studio Personnel
Danny Parra
Danny Parra
Studio Personnel
Emmy Feldman
Emmy Feldman
Studio Personnel
Greg Golterman
Greg Golterman
Studio Personnel
Jacob Epstein
Jacob Epstein
Studio Personnel
Sam Riback
Sam Riback
Studio Personnel
Vanessa Angiuli
Vanessa Angiuli
Studio Personnel
Zack Morgenroth
Zack Morgenroth
Studio Personnel

Lyrics

I see your big eyes staring at me Sticking around for too long You said your girlfriend treats you badly Nervous quiet touch on my arm Both know you got something to ask me But you'll keep it to yourself Both know the conversation last week Tears and tequila made the secrets come out If we're starting something It'll be the start of the end Don't want another lover If it means losing you as a friend, I hope you understand I hope you understand I hope you understand I hope you understand On our way home in a taxi I'm staring out the window Far away but you're right beside me Head is spinning on this roundabout You usually sing the loudest Haven't said a word in a few songs Apartments turned to houses See you soon 'cause this is my stop This is where I get off If we're starting something It'll be the start of the end Don't want another lover If it means losing you as a friend, I hope you understand I hope you understand I hope you understand I hope you understand I'm sorry, sorry for the things I never said Your body language tells me just what's your head Darling, darling, can we smoke a cigarette? Blame it on a past life, don't gotta make a mess I'm sorry, sorry for the things I never said Your body language tells me just what's your head Darling, darling, can we smoke a cigarette? Blame it on a past life, don't gotta make a mess If we're starting something It'll be the start of the end Don't want another lover If it means losing you as a friend, I hope you understand
Writer(s): Luke Niccoli, Luke Wild, Towa Bird Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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