Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
408
Performer
TITUS
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mark Faroudi
Songwriter
Nick Hanus
Songwriter
Nick Roque
Songwriter
Randolph Newman
Songwriter
Andrew Karpovck
Songwriter
Nick Bailey
Songwriter
Kyle Fishman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andrew Karpovck
Producer
Lyrics
[Chorus]
Do you ever miss me?
Do you think about us, ever wish we
Could go back to the pain, pills and whiskey? Yeah
'Cause I still see us like that in 2016
Do you ever miss me?
Do you think about us, ever wish we
Could go back to the pain, pills and whiskey? Yeah
'Cause I wanna go, wanna go back to 2016 with you
[Verse 1]
I'm on the pills again
And you promised me you wouldn't let go
I'll hold the pain within
I'm just a sad boy learning to let go
I'm a savage boy that you couldn't forget though
I pour the whiskey up because it helps my mental
I reminisce of us when I look out my window
I hate that I miss you
[Chorus]
Do you ever miss me?
Do you think about us, ever wish we
Could go back to the pain, pills and whiskey? Yeah
'Cause I still see us like that in 2016
Do you ever miss me?
Do you think about us, ever wish we
Could go back to the pain, pills and whiskey? Yeah
'Cause I wanna go, wanna go back to 2016 with you
[Verse 2]
Fifth of July, gettin' high on the lawn
Your lips don't move, but your eyes say it all
I wake up in the room as the lights go off
And you say it's too late for the curtain call
It's like I'm never enough, falling under the bind
Where you cover it up and I pretend that it's fine
Am I dying to love? Because I'm ready to die
Again and again, and again
[Chorus]
Do you ever miss me?
Do you think about us, ever wish we
Could go back to the pain, pills and whiskey? Yeah
'Cause I still see us like that in 2016
Do you ever miss me?
Do you think about us, ever wish we
Could go back to the pain, pills and whiskey? Yeah
'Cause I wanna go, wanna go back to 2016 with you
[Instrumental]
To 2016 with you
Written by: Andrew Karpovck, Jake Cerretani, Kyle Fishman, Mark Faroudi, Nick Bailey, Nick Hanus, Nick Roque, Randolph Newman