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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Noah Passovoy
Noah Passovoy
Programming
Sam Farrar
Sam Farrar
Programming
James Valentine
James Valentine
Programming
Adam Levine
Adam Levine
Lead Vocals
Brie Larson
Brie Larson
Background Vocals
Matt Flynn
Matt Flynn
Drums
Michael Allen Madden
Michael Allen Madden
Bass Guitar
PJ Morton
PJ Morton
Keyboards
Vanessa Long
Vanessa Long
Background Vocals
Z Berg
Z Berg
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Valentine
James Valentine
Songwriter
Michael Allen Madden
Michael Allen Madden
Songwriter
Adam Levine
Adam Levine
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Noah Passovoy
Noah Passovoy
Engineer
Sam Farrar
Sam Farrar
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
Phil Seaford
Phil Seaford
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

She's got tickets to her own show But nobody wants to go And I'm stuck sitting in the front row I'm singing along like there's no tomorrow It's funny how you say that you made it on your own When you haven't worked for anyone your daddy didn't know You say you got a job but I don't know what you do Such a fu-fu-fucking snob that you'll never know the truth You're perfect on the outside, but nothing at the core It's easy to forget when you show up at my door Stop messing with my mind cause you'll never have my heart But your perfect little body ma-ma-makes me fall apart Your perfect little body ma-ma-makes me fall apart She's got tickets to her own show But nobody wants to go And I'm stuck sitting in the front row I'm singing along like there's no tomorrow La la lala la la la la ah La la la la I know you wanna stay but I think that you should go Cause you got nothing to say, you just sit there on your phone I try not to give in but temptation has me lost So I will do my best to ge-ge-ge-ge-get you off You're perfect on the outside but nothing at the core It's easy to forget when you show up at my door Stop messing with my mind cause you'll never have my heart But your perfect little body ma-ma-makes me fall apart Your perfect little body ma-ma-makes me fall apart She's got tickets to her own show But nobody wants to go And I'm stuck sitting in the front row I'm singing along like there's no tomorrow La la lala la la la la ah La la la laaaa La la lala la la la la ah La la lala la la la La la lala la la la la ah La la lala la la la Yeah She's got tickets to her own show But nobody wants to go And I'm stuck sitting in the front row I'm singing along like there's no tomorrow She's got tickets to her own show But nobody wants to go And I'm stuck sitting in the front row I'm singing along like there's no tomorrow La la lala la la la la ah La la lala la la la la ah La la lala la la la la ah La la lala la la la la ah
Writer(s): James B. Valentine, Michael Allen Madden, Adam Noah Levine Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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