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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Hope Tala
Hope Tala
Chant
Nikolaj Torp Larsen
Nikolaj Torp Larsen
Piano
Pablo Tato
Pablo Tato
Guitare
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Hope Tala
Hope Tala
Composition
Paul Epworth
Paul Epworth
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Paul Epworth
Paul Epworth
Production
Chloe Kraemer
Chloe Kraemer
Ingénierie de prise de son
Riley MacIntyre
Riley MacIntyre
Ingénierie de prise de son
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Ingénierie de mixage
Jacob Richards
Jacob Richards
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Mike Seaberg
Mike Seaberg
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
DJ Riggins
DJ Riggins
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

It's a shame that I love you And you don't feel the way I do Who's to blame? Well cupid is, before his arrow disappears Is it too much to ask not to be left in the dark? Staring out the window (window), crying (crying) Waiting for you to come back (come back) Climbing up the trees where (trees where) I've been (I've been) Closing my eyes to relax (ah-ah-ah) I'm singing for solace You're falling out of my pocket Can't believe I've messed it up, bet you're relieved But it makes me mad, mad, mad, mad And I'm tearing my hair out Tearing my hair out Yeah, I'm tearing my hair out Tearing my hair out It's not right that you're okay And all your feelings dissipate While I scream and punch the walls And you're not picking up my calls Is it too much to ask not to be left in the dark? Sing me an older (older) song I (song I) Don't know the words to this one Let me see the final (final) sun outside before the storm comes I'm singing for solace You're falling out of my pocket Can't believe I've messed it up, bet you're relieved But it makes me mad, mad, mad, mad And I'm tearing my hair out (mad, mad, mad) Tearing my hair out (mad, mad, mad) Yeah, I'm tearing my hair out (mad, mad, mad) Tearing my hair out You're making a mess of me Like we don't have history Don't I deserve sympathy? For drowning in all your misery It's just like you to be so glad Proud of the power I let you have over me But you make me mad And I'm tearing my hair out (mad, mad, mad) Tearing my hair out (mad, mad, mad) Yeah, I'm tearing my hair out (mad, mad, mad) Tearing my hair out (mad, mad, mad) And I'm tearing my hair out (mad, mad, mad) Tearing my hair out (mad, mad, mad) Yeah, I'm tearing my hair out (mad, mad, mad) Tearing my hair out
Writer(s): Paul Epworth, Hope Mcdonald Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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