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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Letters to Cleo
Letters to Cleo
Performer
Dean Styers
Dean Styers
Performer
Kay Hanley
Kay Hanley
Vocals
Scott Riebling
Scott Riebling
Bass Guitar
Stacy Jones
Stacy Jones
Drums
Greg McKenna
Greg McKenna
Guitar
Michael Eisenstein
Michael Eisenstein
Guitar
Mike Denneen
Mike Denneen
Organ
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kay Hanley
Kay Hanley
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tom Lord-Alge
Tom Lord-Alge
Mixing Engineer
Mike Denneen
Mike Denneen
Producer

Lyrics

It's okay that you forget It's alright that you don't wanna remember In your hands you've got a martyr's head In your mind, I know that's what you wish you were Turn my blue sky black, you're such a hard luck baby, yeah That's what's the matter with you I could sleep through this I ain't as mystified as I am in it If that's your ride, well then you oughta get it It's just as if I wasn't dreaming It's all the same, 'cause I still wake up screaming Turn my blue sky black, you're such a hard luck baby, yeah That's what's the matter with you I could sleep trough this You're a pilgrim in the boxcar You can never look back too far You can't even look back Turn my blue sky black, you're such a hard luck baby, yeah That's what's the matter with you I could sleep through anything
Writer(s): Stacy Jones, Kay Hanley, Greg Mckenna, Michael Eisenstein, Scott Riebling Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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