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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Reneé Rapp
Reneé Rapp
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tommy Brown
Tommy Brown
Songwriter
Michael Pollack
Michael Pollack
Songwriter
Stefan Johnson
Stefan Johnson
Songwriter
Oliver Peterhof
Oliver Peterhof
Songwriter
Darius Coleman
Darius Coleman
Songwriter
Jordan Johnson
Jordan Johnson
Songwriter
Reneé J. Rapp
Reneé J. Rapp
Songwriter
Taylor Hill
Taylor Hill
Songwriter
aja ayanna cruz
aja ayanna cruz
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Monsters & Strangerz
The Monsters & Strangerz
Producer
Tommy Brown
Tommy Brown
Producer
German
German
Producer
Najeeb Jones
Najeeb Jones
Mixing Engineer
Tony Maserati
Tony Maserati
Mixing Engineer
Taylor Hill
Taylor Hill
Producer

Lyrics

When I walk in the kitchen My heart hits the floor 'Cause' it's you that I'm missing I still see a vision of us cooking dinner And you holding me from behind (from behind) And you say, "Please be careful The knife is so big And we can't have another ER trip We're too young, too dumb, too in love to afford it" (to afford it) Now it's just me And a hundred square feet of bittersweet memories Deleted the playlist But I still hear all your favorite melodies Strangers, to lovers, to enemies So I'll dance with your ghost in the living room And I'll play the piano alone But I'm too scared to delete all our videos 'Cause it's real once everyone knows Could've at least shown me some decency Done me a favor and packed up your clothes Falling in love, no, it ain't for the weak So don't try this at home The couch that we sat on back in New York Has made its way three thousand miles to L.A These pillows been talking Asking me where the hell you've been (where the hell you've been) Told me you loved me two weeks in And I knew I would fall for you over and over But who would've known that the falling would come to an end (come to an end) But now it's just me And a hundred square feet of bittersweet memories Deleted the playlist But I still hear all your favorite melodies Strangers, to lovers, to enemies So I'll dance with your ghost in the living room And I'll play the piano alone But I'm too scared to delete all our videos 'Cause it's real once everyone knows You could've at least shown me some decency Done me a favor and packed up your clothes Falling in love, no, it ain't for the weak So don't try this at home (Ooh, ooh, ooh) So don't try this at home (Ooh, ooh, ooh) Ain't it funny how time shows you You know nothing 'Cause I used to love you But now you're dead to me Strangers, to lovers, to enemies
Writer(s): Oliver Peterhof, Taylor Drevan Hill, Michael Ross Pollack, Jordan Kendall Johnson, Stefan Johnson, Thomas Lee Brown, Aja Ayanna Cruz, Darius Coleman, Renee J. Rapp Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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