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Top Songs By Gold Motel
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gold Motel
Performer
Greta Salpeter
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Greta Salpeter
Songwriter
Eric Hehr
Songwriter
Dan Duszynski
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gold Motel
Producer
Lyrics
Clutchin' your glass, spit in your ash
Sold my heart as petty cash
On the telephone, say you're comin' home
But we both know that you won't
Once I saw through, you tried to outdo you
We were better back then when I barely knew you
A backseat kiss, a heartbreak wish
It's too late to take it all back
Take it all back
Take it all back
Some things end without tryin'
You turn away without warnin'
Your cold shoulders!
Your cold shoulders!
Your cold shoulders!
Your cold
You're in the lead, pickin' up speed
Down on my luck, but not gonna plead
Your loyalty to your vanity
It's too late to take it all back
Take it all back
Take it all back
Some things end without tryin'
You turn away without warnin'
Your cold shoulders!
Your cold shoulders!
Your cold shoulders!
Your cold shoulders!
Your cold shoulders!
Your cold shoulders!
Your cold shoulders!
Your cold shoulders!
Your cold
Once I saw through, you tried to outdo you
We were better back then when I barely knew you
A backseat kiss, a heartbreak wish
It's too late to take it all back
Take it all back
Take it all back
Take it all back
Writer(s): Daniel P Duszynski, Greta Morgan Salpeter, Matthew Thomas Schuessler, Adam Kaltenhauser, Eric Allen Hehr
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