Clip vidéo
Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Mariya Stokes
Chœurs
Justin Kudding
Basse
Spencer Cheyne
Batterie
Brendan Waters
Claviers
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Aaron John Pollock
Paroles/Composition
Mariya Elizabeth Soetaert
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Justin Kudding
Production
Spencer Cheyne
Production
Trent Dolsen
Ingénierie
Sebastian Buzzalino - Unfolding Creative Photography
Photographie
Paroles
Leather jacket leaning on the bar with your slicked-back hair
Probably play guitar
Like your whisky neat and your Marlboro Red
James Dean back from the dead
You're trouble and I wanna know more
You're something I haven't had before
I'm catching vibes baby I can see that you're wild
By your sideways smile
Break my heart baby
I dare you try and break my heart baby
Woah 'cause I know what I want so c-c-c'mon and
Do your worst tonight
I said break my heart baby
I wanna be on your body like that pin-up tattoo
You're not the kind of guy that I'm used to
But I could be Bonnie and you could be Clyde
Take me to your Harley and let's ride
I want you but I'm not your honey
I'll give you a run for your money
Baby you're bad news and I should probably beware
But I don't care
Break my heart baby
I dare you try and break my heart baby
Woah 'cause I know what I want so c-c-c'mon and
Do your worst tonight
I said break my heart baby
You're bad boy beautiful baby that's what I like
Dangerous, devilish, damn let's blow this joint
So you can break my heart
Oh won't you break, ooo
Break my heart baby
I dare you try and break my heart baby
Woah 'cause I know what I want so c-c-c'mon and
Do your worst tonight
I said break my heart baby
Oo won't you break my heart
No you ain't gonna break it
I could be Bonnie and you could be Clyde
Woah
Writer(s): Aaron Pollock
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