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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Ben Harper & Relentless7
Interprète
Ben Harper
Chant
Jordan Richardson
Batterie
Jason Mozersky
Guitare
Jesse Ingalls
Guitare basse
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Ben Harper
Composition
Jesse Ingalls
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Ben Harper & Relentless7
Production
Ben Harper
Production
Danny Kalb
Ingénierie de mixage
Chris Owens
Ingénierie de mixage
Greg Calbi
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Paroles
[Verse 1]
Lay there and hate me, lay there and burn
One side to the other, you toss and turn
Never trust a woman
Never trust a woman who loves the blues
[Verse 2]
Mistake number one, I made it three times today
We'd best talk over how there's nothin' left to say
I feel like an underpaid concubine
Who's overstayed her welcome
[Verse 3]
You gave me an eight-page letter front and back
Written in your favorite colors, blood and black
Choose your words as careful as you'd choose your own gravestone
You lay there and hate me, better than bein' alone
Had to fight your way in, you got to fight your way out
Ain't no fool like the fool you love, so let me hear you shout, ay-hey
[Verse 4]
Shake down, break down, just can't sit still
You cut off your hair and sold it for your pretty little pill
I've learned some things about myself I wish I didn't know
[Verse 5]
You gave me an eight-page letter from front to back
Written in your favorite colors, blood and black
You choose your words as careful as you'd choose your own gravestone
You may lay there and hate me, better than bein' alone
Had to fight your way in, got to fight your way out
Ain't no fool like the one you love
Now let me hear you, hear you, hear you shout
[Verse 6]
Lay there and hate me, cold as a stone
I just hope it's better than sittin' alone
Never trust a woman who loves the blues
[Verse 7]
Gave me an eight-page letter front and back
Written in your favorite colors, blood and black
You choose your words as careful as you'd choose your own gravestone
Lay there and hate me, better than bein' alone
Got to fight your way in, now you got to fight your way out
Ain't no fool like the fool you love
So let me hear you, let me hear you shout
[Verse 8]
I said let me hear you, let me hear you
Let me hear you shout
Hell, yeah
You just lay there
With an eight-page letter
In your favorite colors, blood and black
Written by: Ben Harper, Jason Mozersky, Jesse Ingalls, Jordan Richardson

