Clip vidéo
Apparaît dans
Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Rival Sons
Interprète
Jay Buchanan
Chant
Scott Holiday
Guitare électrique
Dave Beste
Basse
Michael Miley
Batterie
Todd Ogren
Claviers
Dave Cobb
Percussion
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Jay Buchanan
Paroles/Composition
Scott Holiday
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Chris Taylor
Ingénierie
Gena Johnson
Ingénierie
Pete Lyman
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Andrew Scheps
Ingénierie de mixage
Dave Cobb
Production
Eddie Spear
Ingénierie de prise de son
Paroles
I know you better than you think I do
You coulda stuck with me
But I guess a girl's gotta do what she has to
Every now and then, my name passes your lips
Your late night stroll down a memory lane
On your, your finger tips
Do you miss me so much?
Feeling like I hypnotized you
Feel a burning deep inside you
The only thing that satisfies
You miss me so much
And now you're burning with that old flame
Yearning for my old game
You tremble when you hear my name
You miss me so much
Well, that's too bad
And we go together like a hand and gun
Squeeze off a couple rounds
Put me away 'til next time you wanna hurt someone
Every now and then, you like to empty your clip, no, no
Then I go right under your belt on your hip
Do you miss me so much?
Feeling like I hypnotized you
Feel a burning deep inside you
The only thing that satisfies
You miss me so much
And now you're burning with that old flame
Yearning for my old game
You tremble when you hear my name
You miss me so much
Well, that's too bad
Too bad
Too bad
Feeling like I hypnotized you
Feel a burning deep inside you
The only thing that satisfies
You miss me so much
And now you're burning with that old flame
Yearning for my old game
You tremble when you hear my name
You miss me so much, so much
And you miss me
Well, that's too bad
Writer(s): Scott Christopher Pfaff Holiday, Jay Bartholomew Buchanan
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