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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
The Criticals
Voix principales
Parker Forbes
Basse
Cole Shugart
Claviers
Lauren Haynes
Chœurs
Andrew Grasso
Batterie
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
The Criticals
Paroles/Composition
Parker Forbes
Paroles/Composition
Cole Shugart
Paroles/Composition
Brandon Kelly
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Parker Forbes
Production
Brandon Kelly
Ingénierie de prise de son
Jason Hall
Ingénierie de mixage
Steve Corrao
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Paroles
Seven months he hasn't been home
I wrote him in a letter
Heaven called and left at the tone
He's got to treat you better
Heard my baby sing
Oh, oh, oh, woah-oh
Ah, ah, ah, ah, oh, oh-woah-oh
He's got to treat you better
Oh, oh, oh, woah-oh
Ah, ah, ah, ah, oh, oh-woah-oh, oh-woah-oh
I said
Where did our love go?
She don't wanna know
She don't wanna know
Smoking cigarettes all the time
At least they're still together
Went and downed another bottle of wine
Spilt it on her sweater
He said she opens up when she's drunk
And I ain't talking feelings
Called me everything but a punk
She said there's no more time for healing
Happy sorrows
New tomorrow
Always uninvited
Happy sorrows
Never follows
Why we're so divided
Where did our love go?
She don't want to know
Oh, oh, oh, woah-oh
Ah, ah, ah, ah, oh, oh-woah-oh, oh-woah-oh-oh
Writer(s): Harrison Parker Forbes, Earl Colvett Shugart, John Brandon Kelly
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