Créditos
ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Evie Irie
Voz principal
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Elizabeth Grant
Autoría
Jack Antonoff
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Greg Wales
Producción
Letra
Goddamn, man child
You fucked me so good that I almost said, "I love you"
You're fun and you're wild
But you don't know the half of the shit that you put me through
Your poetry's bad, and you blame the news
But I can't change that, and I can't change your mood
Ah-ah, oh
You're just a man
It's just what you do
Your head in your hands
As you color me blue
You're just a man
All through and through
Your head in your hands
As you color me blue
Blue, blue, blue
Goddamn, man child
You act like a kid even though you stand six foot two
Self loathin' poet, resident Laurel Canyon you know it all
You talk to the walls when the party gets bored of you
But I don't get bored, I just see it through
Why wait for the best when I could have you?
You, oh-ooh
You're just a man
It's just what you do
Your head in your hands
As you color me blue
You're just a man
All through and through
Your head in your hands
As you color me blue
Blue, blue, blue
How do you like me now?
Now my life is sweet like cinnamon (blue)
Like a fuckin' dream I'm livin' in (blue)
Baby, love me 'cause I'm playin' on the radio (blue)
How do you like me now?
Pick me up and take me like a vitamin (blue)
'Cause my body's sweet like sugar venom, oh, yeah (blue)
Baby, love me 'cause I'm playin' on the radio (blue)
How do you like me now?
Goddamn, man child
You fucked me so good that I almost said, "I love you"
Written by: Elizabeth Grant, Jack Antonoff
