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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Aaron Dessner
Piano
Matt Berninger
Vocals
Bryan Devendorf
Drums
Bryce Dessner
Guitar
Sō Percussion
Marimba
James McAlister
Drums
Kyle Resnick
Trumpet
Lisa Hannigan
Additional Vocals
Mouse On Mars
Programming
Ben Lanz
Trombone
Thomas Bartlett
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron Dessner
Composer
Matt Berninger
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The National
Producer
Bella Blasko
Engineer
Greg Calbi
Mastering Engineer
Jonathan Low
Mixing Engineer
Peter Katis
Engineer
Steve Fallone
Mastering Engineer
Tucker Martine
Producer
Lyrics
Don't leave me here at this party
Like a coat on a hook
Two days, we're still not talking
You're the opposite of an open book
Come back for me
Everyone's nervous and looking at their feet
I ask the same questions to everyone I see
What am I missing? Where have you been?
What if they ask me about it? Where would I begin?
Friendships are melting, nothing is helping
Nothing's worth keeping, promises cheapen
From the beginning, I've had you in my mind
Been dead slow swimming to you
In the dead low tide
This isn't your problem, believe me
I know how I sound
Don't feel like myself anymore
When you're not around
Friendships are melting, nothing is helping
Nothing's worth keeping, promises cheapen
Two years since I last saw you last curling
Your hair with your pistol, telling me not to be
So melodramatic
I'll be waving red flashlights on a roof on an island
You always come back from things like this
Don't leave me here at this party
Like a coat on a hook
Two days, we're still not talking
You're the opposite of an open book
Come back for me
Everyone's nervous and looking at their feet
I ask the same questions to everyone I see
Where are the ninety-nines? Everyone's missing
It's like a confession with nobody listening
Friendships are melting, nothing is helping
Nothing's worth keeping, promises cheapen
Two years since I saw you last curling
Your hair with your pistol, telling me not to be
So melodramatic
It warms my face and gets my hands to open
Snakes in the water paths of our silverware soften
Like it says on the prescription
Don't leave me here at this party
Like a coat on a hook
Writer(s): Matthew Donald Berninger, Aaron Brooking Dessner
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