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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Boris Williams
Drums
Perry Bamonte
Guitar
Porl Thompson
Guitar
Robert Smith
Guitar
Simon Gallup
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Boris Williams
Songwriter
Perry Bamonte
Songwriter
Porl Thompson
Songwriter
Simon Gallup
Songwriter
Robert Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Cure
Producer
Boris Williams
Producer
Perry Bamonte
Producer
Porl Thompson
Producer
Robert Smith
Producer
Simon Gallup
Producer
David M. Allen
Producer
Steve Whitfield
Engineer
Mark Saunders
Mixing Engineer
Chris Bandy
Assistant Engineer
Andy Baker
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Bill Parry
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Danton Supple
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Mark Warner
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Shaun De Feo
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Tim Young
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Oh Elise it doesn't matter what you say
I just can't stay here every yesterday
Like keep on acting out the same the way we act out
Every way to smile forget and make-believe
We never needed any more than this
Any more than this
Oh Elise it doesn't matter what you do
I know I'll never really get inside of you
To make your eyes catch fire the way they should
The way the blue could pull me in
If they only would
If they only would
At least I'd lose this sense of sensing
Something else that hides away
From me and you there're worlds to part
With aching looks and breaking hearts
And all the prayers your hands can make
Oh I just take as much as you can throw
And then throw it all away
Oh I throw it all away
Like throwing faces at the sky
Like throwing arms round
Yesterday, I stood and stared wide-eyed in front of you
And the face I saw looked back the way I wanted to
But I just can't hold my tears away the way you do
Elise believe I never wanted this
Thought this time I'd keep all of my promises
Thought you were the girl I always dreamed about
But I let the dream go
And the promises broke
And the make-believe ran out
So Elise it doesn't matter what you say
I just can't stay here every yesterday
Like keep on acting out the same the way we act out
Every way to smile forget and make-believe
We never needed any more than this
Any more than this
And every time I try to pick it up like falling sand
As fast as I pick it up
It runs away through my clutching hands
But there's nothing else I can really do
There's nothing else I can really do
There's nothing else I can really do at all
Writer(s): Simon Gallup, Perry Bamonte, Robert James Smith, Boris Williams, Porl Thompson
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