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Busted
Busted
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James Arthur
James Arthur
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James Bourne
James Bourne
Vocals
Charlie Simpson
Charlie Simpson
Vocals
Matt Willis
Matt Willis
Vocals
Dylan Smith
Dylan Smith
Electric Guitar
Michael Raphael
Michael Raphael
Electric Guitar
Eddy Thrower
Eddy Thrower
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Phil Gornell
Phil Gornell
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Matt Willis
Matt Willis
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Charlie Simpson
Charlie Simpson
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James Bourne
James Bourne
Composer
Lauren Christy
Lauren Christy
Composer
Scott Spock
Scott Spock
Composer
Graham Edwards
Graham Edwards
Composer
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James Bourne
James Bourne
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Matthew Sargeant
Matthew Sargeant
Producer
Graham Edwards
Graham Edwards
Producer
Scott Spock
Scott Spock
Producer
Lauren Christy
Lauren Christy
Producer
Charlie Simpson
Charlie Simpson
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Zak Cervini
Zak Cervini
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Jim Pinder
Jim Pinder
Engineer
Carl Brown
Carl Brown
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Nik Trekov
Nik Trekov
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Dylan Smith
Dylan Smith
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Grant Berry
Grant Berry
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Phil Gornell
Phil Gornell
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Texty

I don't give a damn about you No, nothing can change my mind, no way I'm happy just to let you walk away Don't think about you at night I'm happy to be alone, it's okay But that was yesterday and now I'm Drivin' in my car Words don't get me far When they don't mean shit, oh! I'm calling you at 3 a.m., and I'm Standing here right outside your door And I don't think that my heart can take much more I'm scared of cracking up again, I just Want it to be like it was before 'Cause I don't think that my heart can take much more I don't give a damn what you do I'm going to get with you again And that's the way this night is gonna end You said you need some time How long does it take to see That we are more than meant to be? And now, you're Drivin' in your car But you won't get far 'Cause your car is shit, oh! I'm calling you at 3 a.m., and I'm Standing here right outside your door And I don't think that my heart can take much more I'm scared of cracking up again, I just Want it to be like it was before 'Cause I don't think that my heart can take much more Can take much more Can take much more Can take much Drivin' in my car Words don't get me far When they don't mean shit, oh! I'm calling you at 3 a.m., and I'm Standing here right outside your door And I don't think that my heart can take much more I'm scared of cracking up again, I just Want it to be like it was before 'Cause I don't think that my heart can take much more
Writer(s): Lauren Christy, David Scott Alspach, Graham Edwards, Charles Simpson, James Bourne, Matthew Sargeant Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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