Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
John Hiatt
Interprète
Howard Epstein
Guitare basse
Daryl Verdusco
Batterie
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
John Hiatt
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
John Hiatt
Production
Denny Bruce
Production
Mark Howlett
Ingénierie de mixage
Paroles
You said that I would be sorry if you went away
You said I wouldn't be happy without hell to pay, mmm
You said the teardrops would fall
Between the bedroom walls
You said that I would regret
Well it hasn't happened yet
Woah woah, mmm mmm
Your friends come over and offer to take me to eat
They all seem so sorry, I'm sufferin' so much misery, woah
They said to just give a call
Next time that I start to crawl
I always say yeah, you bet
But it hasn't happened yet
Woah woah
I don't have anyone. I'm havin' fun, no one is into me
No one's a mystery
I see you on the street
My heart don't skip no beat
Lovers' hostility
Don't mean a thing to me
Woah woah, yeah yeah
I find it hard to remember the good times we had, mmm
Call me insensitive now that it's over, I'm glad, oh yeah
You said when big shadows fell
It would be too hard to tell
My light from your silhouette
Well it hasn't happened, hasn't happened yet
Don't hold your breath, baby
'Cause it hasn't happened, hasn't happened, hasn't happened, hasn't happened yet
Written by: John Hiatt

