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INTERPRÉTATION
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Chant
Zach Crowell
Programmation
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Guitare électrique
Hillary Lindsey
Chœurs
David Davidson
Violon
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Basse
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Sam Hunt
Paroles/Composition
Josh Osborne
Paroles/Composition
Matthew Ramsey
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Zach Crowell
Production
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Paroles
You hear a new song, it's your favorite
But pretty soon, you'll be changin' the station
And all your old shoes are lookin' brand-new
They wanna be worn, but they never get the chance to
Heavy into everything, ready for the next thing
To catch your eye for a while, then you're over it
You change your mind on it, soon as the shine's gone
Like you always do, you don't know it yet, but
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
I ain't gonna be that easy to leave
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Girl, I'm gonna make you miss me
Make you wish that you were sleepin' in my shirt
Lie about my jacket and tell everyone it's yours
When your phone rings after midnight, and you're thinkin' maybe it's me
I'm gonna make you miss me
You're cold and hot, you burn out like a match
Keep the slipknot in the strings you attach
You think it's easy, but that's a lie
The only reason that you're good at goodbye is
Every boy you ever met, was too easy to forget
Well, I ain't goin' out like that
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
I ain't gonna be that easy to leave
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Girl, I'm gonna make you miss me
Make you wish that you were sleepin' in my shirt
Lie about my jacket and tell everyone it's yours
When your phone rings after midnight, and you're thinkin' maybe it's me
I'm gonna make you miss me, yeah
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
I ain't gonna be that easy to leave
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Girl, I'm gonna make you miss me
Writin' letters that you're never gonna mail
Stay up and paint my favorite shade of red on your nails
'Cause you can't fall asleep, and you're wishin' you were with me
I'm gonna make you miss me, make you miss me
Make you miss the way my hand fit in your hand
When you're dialin' my number, listenin' to my favorite bands
I'll say, "Hey, baby, you know all you can say is 'come and get me'"
Gonna make you miss me (miss me)
I'm gonna make you miss me (make you miss me, yeah)
Whoa, oh, oh-oh, oh
I'm gonna make you miss me, yeah
Writer(s): Josh Osborne, Matthew Thomas Ramsey, Sam Lawry Hunt
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