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INTERPRÉTATION
Tommy Barbarella
Claviers
Fafu
Programmation
Ken Chastain
Percussion
Michael Bland
Batterie
Greg Suran
Guitare
AJ McLean
Chant
Brian T. Littrell
Chant
Howie Dorough
Chant
Kevin Richardson
Chant
Nick Carter
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Blair Daly
Paroles/Composition
Chris Farren
Paroles/Composition
DALY, ERIC BLAIR
Paroles/Composition
John Christopher Farren
Paroles/Composition
Tommy Barbarella
Arrangement
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
John Fields
Production
Steven Miller
Ingénierie de prise de son
Chris Testa
Ingénierie de prise de son
Matt Beckley
Assistance d’ingénierie
John Ondrasik
Production déléguée
Mark Kiczula
Assistance d’ingénierie
Tom Coyne
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Paroles
Everybody knows that I was such a fool
To ever let go of you but baby I was wrong
And yeah, I know I said, we'd be better off alone
It was time that we moved on, I know, I broke your heart
I didn't mean to break your heart but baby, here I am
Banging on your front door
My pride's spilled on the floor
My hands and knees are bruised
And I'm crawling back to you
Begging for a second chance
Are you gonna let me in?
I was running from the truth
And now I'm crawling back to you
I know you're in there and you can make me wait
But I'm not gonna wait, it's the least that I can do
Just to tell you face to face, I was lying to myself
Now I'm dying in this hell, girl, I know you're mad
I can't blame you for being mad but baby, here I am
Banging on your front door
My pride's spilled on the floor
My hands and knees are bruised
And now I'm crawling back to you
Begging for a second chance
Are you gonna let me in?
I was running from the truth
And now I'm crawling back to you
If you could see these tears I'm crying
Touch these hands that can't stop shaking
Hear my heart that's barely beating
You would see a different man but baby, here I am
Banging on your front door
My pride's spilled on the floor
My hands and knees are bruised
And I'm crawling back to you
Begging for a second chance
Are you gonna let me in?
I was running from the truth
Now I'm crawling back to you
Banging on your front door
My pride's spilled on the floor
I was running from the truth
Now I'm crawling back to you
Yeah, now I'm crawling back to you
Crawling back to you
Crawling back to you
Crawling back to you
Writer(s): Christopher A. Daughtry, Marti Frederickson
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