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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hayley Williams
Hayley Williams
Vocals
Joey Howard
Joey Howard
Bass
Taylor York
Taylor York
Other Instrument
Benjamin Kaufman
Benjamin Kaufman
Violin
Aaron Steele
Aaron Steele
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hayley Williams
Hayley Williams
Songwriter
Joey Howard
Joey Howard
Songwriter
Daniel James Pringle
Daniel James Pringle
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Taylor York
Taylor York
Producer
David Fitzgibbons
David Fitzgibbons
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Michael Craver
Michael Craver
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Carlos De La Garza
Carlos De La Garza
Mixing Engineer
Dave Cooley
Dave Cooley
Mastering Engineer

Songtexte

Don't nobody tell me That God don't have a sense of humor 'Cause now that I want to live Well, everybody around me is dyin' Now that I finally wanna live The ones I love are dyin' Becoming friends with a noose that I made And I keep trying to untie it Make it into something useful and maybe Hang it through a window pane Turn it into a fire escape It tastes so bitter on my tongue The truth's a killer But I can't leave it alone But I can't leave it alone But I can't leave it alone You don't remember my name some days Or that we're related It triggers my worry Who else am I gonna lose before I'm ready? And who's gonna lose me? It tastes so bitter on my tongue The truth's a killer But I can't leave it alone But I can't leave it alone But I can't leave it alone But I can't leave it a- If you know love You best prepare to grieve Let it enter your open heart Then prepare to let it leave It tastes so bitter The truth's a killer But I can't leave it alone But I can't leave it a- But I can't leave it a- But I can't leave it a- But I can't leave it a- But I can't leave it a-
Writer(s): Hayley Nichole Williams, Joey Howard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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