Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
3OH!3
3OH!3
Performer
Nathaniel Motte
Nathaniel Motte
Programming
Matt Squire
Matt Squire
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nathaniel Motte
Nathaniel Motte
Songwriter
Sean Foreman
Sean Foreman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
3OH!3
3OH!3
Producer
Larry Goetz
Larry Goetz
Additional Engineer
Steve Tippeconnic
Steve Tippeconnic
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

Ooh, why you're waiting ways I can't count How many days you weren't here? The walls were closing in on me, But I won't live in there, no more. There's a place in my head That repeats what you said, That repeats what you said that day. You're afraid the mistakes that you made Dug your grave but baby, That's the price you pay. So don't shut down this town, Ain't big enough for both of us, whoa. And now I've found You'll never get enough from me, So, baby, I'mma set you free, Yeah I'mma set you free. Ooh, are you waiting ways I can't count How many days you weren't here? The walls were closing in on me, But I won't live in there, no more. Ooh, why you're waiting ways I can't count How many days you weren't here? The walls were closing in on me (closing in), But I won't live in there, no more. Now you're trying to relate to All the things that make you Act the crazy ways you do (you do) But that will take patience and headaches To make sense Some the things you put me through So don't shut down this town, Ain't big enough for both of us, whoa And now I've found You'll never get enough from me So, baby, I'mma set you free, Yeah, I'mma set you free Ooh, are you waiting ways I can't count How many days you weren't here? The walls were closing in on me, But I won't live in there, no more. Ooh, why you're waiting ways I can't count How many days you weren't here? The walls were closing in on me (closing in) But I won't live in there, no more. All the pictures and the windows on the wall Are closing in on me I though that you're suppose to learn from What went wrong in history. So you keep doing everything you can And never will get to me. I bet you remember the day you were better As soon as we severed And you were free All the pictures and the windows on the wall Are closing in on me I though that you're suppose to learn from What went wrong in history. So you keep doing everything you can And never will get to me. I bet you remember the day you were better As soon as we severed And you were free Ooh, are you waiting ways I can't count How many days you weren't here? The walls were closing in on me (closing in), But I won't live in there, no more. Ooh, why you're waiting ways I can't count How many days you weren't here? The walls were closing in on me (closing in), But I won't live in there, no more Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa
Writer(s): Nathaniel Motte, Sean Foreman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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