Clip vidéo
Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Kyle McCann
Basse
Patrick Campbell
Batterie
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Anthony Aman
Paroles/Composition
Tommy Gunn
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Wes Johnson
Ingénierie
Lorin Walker Madsen
Production
TW Walsh
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Devin Becker
Direction de création
Paroles
Our dusty turquoise dresser where we keep our clothes
Sits in the bedroom with the light turned way down low, oh
Ba-ba Ba-ba-da-da-da
Ba-ba Ba-ba-da-da
I watch you get undressed each night waiting to jump my bones
Now my old habits just seem criminal, I know
Ba-ba Ba-ba-da-da-da
Ba-ba Ba-ba-da-da
Will you be-e-e the last one?
'Cause both my wings are broken
And I couldn't fly away from you
Will you be-e-e the last one?
So I won't go on madly
Searching for my sanity once more
Ba-ba Ba-ba-da-da-da
Ba-ba Ba-ba-da-da
I dreamt last night in a pale moon light
You threw my clothes
Out on the front porch while it snowed, Whoah
I'm narcissistic, self-involved, and give too little sometimes
I tell you to give me space when you try to touch me in the night
Ohhh
Will you be-e-e the last one?
'Cause both my wings are broken
And I couldn't fly away from you
Will you be-e-e the last one?
So I won't go on madly
Searching for my sanity
Will you be-e-e the last one?
'Cause darlin', both our wings are broken
And I'll never fly away from you
Will you be-e-e the last one?
So we won't go on madly
Searching for our sanity once more
Ba-ba Ba-ba-da-da-da
Ba-ba Ba-ba-da-da
Writer(s): Tommy Gunn
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