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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Aidan Bissett
Aidan Bissett
Chant
Benjamin Berger
Benjamin Berger
Chœurs
Ryan Rabin
Ryan Rabin
Batterie
David Charles Fischer
David Charles Fischer
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Aidan Bissett
Aidan Bissett
Paroles/Composition
Benjamin Berger
Benjamin Berger
Paroles/Composition
Ryan Rabin
Ryan Rabin
Paroles/Composition
David Charles Fischer
David Charles Fischer
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Captain Cuts
Captain Cuts
Production
Pedro Calloni
Pedro Calloni
Ingénierie de mixage
Benjamin Berger
Benjamin Berger
Ingénierie de prise de son
Ryan Rabin
Ryan Rabin
Ingénierie de prise de son
Dale Becker
Dale Becker
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

I hear you talking in your sleep again You're holding onto something real Can't get enough of what's been in your head Our secret's out and I'm feeling this Is there something on your mind 'cause You're the only thing on mine, love Wanna tell you all the time but I know She likes boys that play guitar Tattooed arms and a beat up car I know she's gonna break my heart I know She likes me when I play it cool I can't help it, I hate the rules I know she's gonna break my heart But I don't fucking care That she don't fucking care I'm tripping over air Trying to read your mind No, I don't fucking care That she don't fucking care I'm tripping over air Trying to get it right So why'd you go ahead and tell your friends? You got me twisted up in how I feel You love to start then stop then start again But I hate the way that I'm feeling this Is there something on your mind 'cause You're the only thing on mine, love Wanna tell you all the time but I know She likes boys that play guitar Tattooed arms and a beat up car I know she's gonna break my heart I know She likes me when I play it cool I can't help it, I hate the rules I know she's gonna break my heart (I know, but I don't fucking care) But I don't fucking care That she don't fucking care I'm tripping over air Trying to read your mind (trying to read your mind) No, I don't fucking care That she don't fucking care I'm tripping over air Trying to get it right She likes boys that play guitar Tattooed arms and a beat up car I know she's gonna break my heart I know She likes me when I play it cool I can't help it, I hate the rules I know she's gonna break my heart (I know, but I don't fucking care) But I don't fucking care That she don't fucking care I'm tripping over air Trying to get it right (trying to get it right)
Writer(s): Ryan Rabin, Benjamin Berger, David Charles Fisher, William Aidan Bissett Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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