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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Orla Gartland
Voix principales
Tom Stafford
Synthétiseur
Lauren Aquilina
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Orla Gartland
Composition
Tom Stafford
Paroles/Composition
Lauren Aquilina
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Orla Gartland
Production
Tom Stafford
Production
Peter Miles
Production
Christian Wright
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Geoff Swan
Ingénierie de mixage
Paroles
[Verse 1]
No one likes an angry girl, no one likes a liar
No one likes a conversation walking on a wire
I don't know how we got here, next thing I know, told a version of the truth and it got out of control
Ah, ah, ah
[Verse 2]
Guilt is like a bad apple, rotten to the core
I couldn't even tell you, what the hell I even said that for
I don't know how we got here, next thing I know, I was disassociating and it got out of control
Shut up backseat driver
This has gone too far
You've taken up enough space, now get out of my car
'Cause there is only one way that this is gonna go
Ninety miles an hour, flying straight into the wall
[Chorus]
La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la
I, I wouldn't trust me either
La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la
I, I wouldn't trust me either
[Verse 3]
Guess I get scared of losing your affection
Every time
And something turns me in the wrong direction
Could you still love me, if you knew what's on my mind?
I say "Shut up, backseat driver"
This has gone too far
You've taken up enough space, now get out of my car
I don't wanna do this, the only way I know
Lying through my teeth and driving straight into the wall
[Chorus]
La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la
I, I wouldn't trust me either
La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la
I, I wouldn't trust me either
[Outro]
I don't know how we got here, next thing I know, told a version of the truth and it got out of control
I don't know how we got here, next thing I know, told a version of the truth and
I wouldn't trust me either
Written by: Lauren Aquilina, Orla Gartland, Tom Stafford