Συντελεστές

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tyler Connolly
Tyler Connolly
Lead Vocals
Dave Brenner
Dave Brenner
Guitar
Dean Back
Dean Back
Bass Guitar
Joe Dandeneau
Joe Dandeneau
Drums
Oskar Winberg
Oskar Winberg
Programming
Martin Terefe
Martin Terefe
Guitar
Flo Reutter
Flo Reutter
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christine Connolly
Christine Connolly
Songwriter
Tyler Connolly
Tyler Connolly
Songwriter
Peter Amato
Peter Amato
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tyler Connolly
Tyler Connolly
Producer
Clem Cherry
Clem Cherry
Engineer
Dyre Gormsen
Dyre Gormsen
Engineer
George Murphy
George Murphy
Engineer
Oskar Winberg
Oskar Winberg
Engineer
Nikolaj Torp Larsen
Nikolaj Torp Larsen
Engineer
Martin Terefe
Martin Terefe
Producer
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Neal Avron
Neal Avron
Mixing Engineer
Scott Skrzynski
Scott Skrzynski
Mixing Engineer

Στίχοι

[Verse 1]
She's checking out
She's checking out on me
[Verse 2]
Not long ago, you'd lay right here and the blue light flickered
Love everywhere
Now you're checking out
And I'm missing you with the smell of cigarettes is taking off the pain in my chest
And you're checking out
[Verse 3]
This old hotel will never be home
'Cause you are home to me
[Verse 4]
This is my wake up call
And I slept through it
Go through life feeling that ache
Come home, ho-o-ome
Come home, ho-o-ome
And these four walls is where I live
With the ghost of you is all I get
Come home, ho-o-ome
Come home, ho-o-ome
This old hotel will never be home
'Cause you are home to me
[Verse 5]
This worn out rug is here to stay
These old walls are peeling away
Just like us
And I'm freaking out (Freaking out)
The tv's broke, there's nothing on
These memories of us that'll soon be gone
And I'm freaking out
[Verse 6]
This old hotel will never be home
'Cause you are home to me
[Verse 7]
This is my wake up call
And I slept through it
Go through life feeling that ache
Come home, ho-o-ome
Come home, ho-o-ome
And these four walls is where I live
With the ghost of you is all I get
Come home, ho-o-ome
Come home, ho-o-ome
This old hotel will never be home
'Cause you are home to me
[Verse 8]
It's funny how a love fucks me like it always does
It's funny, now you're gone, I'm seeing how it really was
I don't wanna wake up, I really had enough
I don't wanna wake up, still feeling in love
[Verse 9]
She's checking out
She's checking out
[Verse 10]
This is my wake up call
And I slept through it
Go through life feeling that ache
Come home, ho-o-ome
Come home, ho-o-ome
These four walls is where I live
With the ghost of you is all I get
Come home, ho-o-ome
Come home, ho-o-ome
This old hotel will never be home
'Cause you are home to me
Written by: Christine Connolly, Peter M. Amato, Tyler Connolly
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