Video musical
Video musical
Créditos
ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Pat Monahan
Voz principal
Espen Lind
Guitarra
Jimmy Stafford
Guitarra
Scott Underwood
Batería
Amund Björklund
Programación
Jerry Becker
Teclados
Hector Maldonado
Bajo
Brad Magers
Corno
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Pat Monahan
Autoría
Espen Lind
Autoría
Amund Björklund
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Espen Lind
Ingeniería de grabación
Amund Björklund
Ingeniería de grabación
Espionage
Producción
Butch Walker
Coproducción
Francis Murray
Ingeniería de grabación
Jake Sinclair
Ingeniería de grabación
Joby J. Ford
Ingeniería adicional
John Sinclair
Asistente de ingeniería de grabación
Matthew Colecchi
Asistente de ingeniería de grabación
Nathan Winter
Asistente de ingeniería de grabación
Mark Endert
Ingeniería de mezcla
Doug Johnson
Asistente de ingeniería de mezcla
Stephen Marcussen
Masterización
Stewart Whitmore
Ingeniería de edición
Letra
[Verse 1]
My heart is paralyzed, my head was oversized
I'll take the high road like I should
You said it's meant to be, that it's not you, it's me
You're leavin' now for my own good
[Verse 2]
That's cool but if my friends ask where you are
I'm gonna say
[Verse 3]
She went down in an airplane, fried gettin' suntanned
Fell in a cement mixer full of quicksand
Help me, help me, I'm no good at goodbyes
She met a shark underwater, fell and no one caught her
I returned everything I ever bought her
Help me, help me, I'm all out of lies
And ways to say you died
[Verse 4]
My pride still feels the sting, you were my everything
Someday I'll find a love like yours (A love like yours)
She'll think I'm Superman, not super minivan
How could you leave on Yom Kippur?
[Verse 5]
That's cool but if my friends ask where you are
I'm gonna say
[Verse 6]
She was caught in a mudslide, eaten by a lion
Got run over by a crappy purple Scion
Help me, help me, I'm no good at goodbyes
She dried up in the desert, drowned in a hot tub
Danced to death at an east-side nightclub
Help me, help me, I'm all out of lies
And ways to say you died
[Verse 7]
I wanna live a 1000 lives with you
I wanna be the one you're dyin' to
Love, but you don't want to
[Verse 8]
That's cool but if my friends ask where you are
I'm gonna say
That's cool but if my friends ask where you are
I'm gonna say
[Verse 9]
She went down in an airplane, fried gettin' suntanned
Fell in a cement mixer full of quicksand
Help me, help me, I'm no good at goodbyes
She met a shark underwater, fell and no one caught her
I returned everything I ever bought her
Help me, help me, I'm all out of lies
[Verse 10]
She was caught in a mudslide, eaten by a lion
Got run over by a crappy purple Scion
Help me, help me, I'm no good at goodbyes
She dried up in the desert, drowned in a hot tub
Danced to death at an east-side nightclub
Help me, help me, I'm all out of lies
And ways to say you died
Written by: Amund Björklund, Espen Lind, Pat Monahan