Video musical
Video musical
Créditos
ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Ronnie Radke
Canto
Max Green
Bajo
Robert Ortiz
Batería
Bryan Money
Guitarra
Jef Moll
Programación
Omar Espinoza
Guitarra
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Bryan Money
Autoría
Max Green
Autoría
Omar Espinoza
Autoría
Robert Ortiz
Autoría
Ronnie Radke
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Michael Baskette
Producción
Dave Holdredge
Ingeniería de mezcla
Jef Moll
Ingeniería de edición
Ryan Baker
Producción adicional
Letra
The situations
Are irrelevant now
She loves the way that I tease
I love the way that she breathes
I touched her (Ooh)
She touched my (Ah)
It was the craziest thing
I love the girls who hate to love
Because they're just like me
A certain girl, she took my hand
And ran it up her thigh
She licked her lips and pulled my hair
I fall in love for a night
She can't behave
And I'm just a slave
Don't worry
I'll be gone when the morning comes
Darling
What is going on?
Honestly, that never happened
Lying is your favorite passion
Leave me, go where you belong
Higher heels and lipstick napkins
Dying is your latest fashion
The frustration
It's a regular thing
I hate the ones who love to hate
Because they're just like me
A certain girl, she took her hand
And put it in my lap
"It's way too full," she said
Once you have me you'll always come back
She can't behave
And I'm just a slave
Don't worry
I'll be gone when the morning comes
Darling
What is going on?
Honestly, that never happened
Lying is your favorite passion
Leave me, go where you belong
Higher heels and lipstick napkins
Dying is your latest fashion
I know you love to resist
And all it takes is a kiss
And you just love to hate me
You know you love all the lies
So don't act surprised
That I just love to hate you
I kissed your lips, you pulled my hair
It was the craziest thing
I love the girls who love to hate
(Whoa-oh)
Darling, what is going on?
Honestly, that never happened
Lying is your favorite passion
Leave me, go where you belong
Higher heels and lipstick napkins
Dying is your latest fashion
Darling, what is going on?
(Leave me)
Honestly, that never happened
Lying is your favorite passion
Leave me, go where you belong
(Don't leave)
Higher heels and lipstick napkins
Dying is your favourite passion
Written by: Escape the Fate