Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gavin DeGraw
Gavin DeGraw
Lead Vocals
Gregg Wattenberg
Gregg Wattenberg
Guitar
Todd Clark
Todd Clark
Background Vocals
Mike Adubato
Mike Adubato
Programming
Gunnar Olsen
Gunnar Olsen
Drums
Jason Saenz
Jason Saenz
Background Vocals
Derek Fuhrmann
Derek Fuhrmann
Background Vocals
Jason Bell
Jason Bell
Background Vocals
Jordan Miller
Jordan Miller
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gavin DeGraw
Gavin DeGraw
Songwriter
Gregg Wattenberg
Gregg Wattenberg
Songwriter
Jason Saenz
Jason Saenz
Songwriter
Todd Clark
Todd Clark
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gavin DeGraw
Gavin DeGraw
Producer
Gregg Wattenberg
Gregg Wattenberg
Producer
Mike Adubato
Mike Adubato
Engineer
Serban Ghenea
Serban Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
John Hanes
John Hanes
Mixing Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Everybody knows she's a perfect ten And I'm hanging on tight 'til the whole thing ends 'Cause New York sky don't get much brighter She sets, she sets the city on fire Somebody told me if I'm not careful Well, this one's gonna roll me I got my hands full and this one's gonna own me and control me I'm so mystified She caught the last train last night, left another note Saying, "See you next time; miss me if you don't You look good in your bed, 'til we meet again" You went through my head and nobody told me so Everybody knows she's a perfect ten And I'm hanging on tight 'til the whole thing ends 'Cause New York sky don't get much brighter She sets, she sets the city on fire She sets the city on fire Burns like a million lighters I'm going up, I couldn't get much higher She sets, she sets the city on fire New scene, next block She'll be jaywalking right across while the cops talk Make you feel like a boss when your eyes lock And you can't stop staring endlessly She got the whole thing figured out, hits me where it hurts And I know I might be swinging at a curve I don't mind it, though, when the lights are low She can hit the notes wearing my T-shirt Everybody knows she's a perfect ten And I'm hanging on tight til the whole thing ends 'Cause New York sky don't get much brighter She sets, she sets the city on fire She sets the city on fire Burns like a million lighters I'm going up, I couldn't get much higher She sets, she sets the city on fire But I don't know if I'm chasing ghosts Put my hand in the flame of a flickering lighter Again and again, I was lucky just to find her Well, I don't know if I'm chasing ghosts I put my hand in the flame of a flickering lighter Again and again, I was lucky Everybody knows she's a perfect ten And I'm hanging on tight 'til the whole thing ends 'Cause New York sky don't get much brighter She sets, she sets the city on fire She sets the city on fire Burns like a million lighters I'm going up, I couldn't get much higher She sets, she sets the city on fire I'm going up, I couldn't get much higher She sets, she sets the city on fire
Writer(s): Gregg Wattenberg, Gavin Degraw, Todd Clark, Jason Saenz Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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