Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

Artistas intérpretes
Delaney Jane
Delaney Jane
Voces
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Delaney Jane
Delaney Jane
Autoría
Albin Larsson
Albin Larsson
Autoría
Alexander James Healey
Alexander James Healey
Autoría
AJ Healey
AJ Healey
Escritor
Shaun Frank
Shaun Frank
Autoría
David Marcus
David Marcus
Autoría
Calle Lehmann
Calle Lehmann
Autoría
Producción e ingeniería
Slowface
Slowface
Producción
AJ Healey
AJ Healey
Producción
Shaun Frank
Shaun Frank
Producción
Diem
Diem
Producción

Letra

[Verse 1]
I woke up from a dream about you
I kinda liked it till I came to
Made me forget that we were bad news
My heart feels heavy now
[Verse 2]
I know I'm really not supposed to
Be around you like I used to
Still I find every excuse to
I'm in my head, let me out
[Verse 3]
All the same mistakes
Just a call away
Someone save me from myself
[Verse 4]
I swear to god, I'm through
Even I believe it
Then I run into you
And I no longer mean it
I know I shouldn't put my hands on your waist
I shouldn't kiss you, but I miss how you taste
And I need it
'Cause I still hate your fucking guts
But I miss you just as much
But I miss you just as much
Yeah, I miss you just as much
[Verse 5]
I don't know how I could ignore ya
You smell like sex in California
You shouldn't come without a warning
You take me down, take me out
[Verse 6]
If you're the love that never listened
And I'm the bane of your existence
How come we're naked in the kitchen
We're falling back, falling out
[Verse 7]
All the same mistakes
Just a call away
Someone save me from myself
[Verse 8]
I swear to god, I'm through
Even I believe it
Then I run into you
And I no longer mean it
I know I shouldn't put my hands on your waist
I shouldn't kiss you, but I miss how you taste
And I need it
'Cause I still hate your fucking guts
But I miss you just as much
But I miss you just as much
But I miss you just as much
[Verse 9]
I woke up from a dream about you
I kinda liked it till I came to
Made me forget that we were bad news
[Verse 10]
I swear to god, I'm through
Even I believe it
Then I run into you
And I no longer mean it
I know I shouldn't put my hands on your waist
I shouldn't kiss you, but I miss how you taste
And I need it
'Cause I still hate your fucking guts
But I miss you just as much
But I miss you just as much
Yeah, I miss you just as much
Yeah, I miss you just as much
Written by: Delaney Jane, Albin Larsson, Alexander James Healey, Calle Lehman, Shaun Frank, David Marcus
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