Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Joyce Wrice
Joyce Wrice
Voz principal
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Joyce Wrice
Joyce Wrice
Autoría
Daniel Church
Daniel Church
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
D'Mile
D'Mile
Producción
David K. Younghyun
David K. Younghyun
Ingeniería de mezcla
David Kim
David Kim
Ingeniería de mezcla
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Masterización

Letra

[Verse 1]
You got me going in circles
Got me doing things I don't be doing
Can't help but feel a way
How could you not want me
And still love like we're together?
[Verse 2]
I thought I needed you
But I'm too good to be out here waiting by my phone while you out here chasing
I really wanted you
But you not who I thought you was baby
All this time and you still not ready
[Verse 3]
But when I move on and find somebody new
Give 'em all the love that you could've had
Had to cut you off now you got it bad
Now you so sick I'm with somebody new
Had to step back no hard feelings, babe
I just don't think we want the same thing
And now you so, so, so, so, so, so
You can't be mad, baby
So, so, so sick
[Verse 4]
You won't find nothing that's better
Could have whatever I want so I'm choosing
Can't stay on the same page
Gotta do what's best for me
Can't have you out here so reckless
[Verse 5]
I thought I needed you
But I'm too good to be out here waiting by my phone while you out here chasing
I really wanted you
But you not who I thought you was baby
All this time and you still not ready
[Verse 6]
But when I move on and find somebody new
Give 'em all the love that you could've had
Had to cut you off now you got it bad
Now you so sick I'm with somebody new
Had to step back no hard feelings, babe
I just don't think we want the same thing
And now you so, so, so, so, so, so
You can't be mad, baby
So, so, so
[Verse 7]
But when I move on and find somebody new
Give 'em all the love that you could've had
Had to cut you off now you got it bad
Now you so sick I'm with somebody new
Had to step back no hard feelings, babe
I just don't think we want the same thing
And now you so, so, so, so, so, so
You can't be mad, baby
So, so, so
[Verse 8]
And now you so, so, so, so, so, so
You can't be mad, baby
So, so, so sick
Written by: D'Mile, Daniel Church, Joyce Wrice
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