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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kylee Rae Phillips
Vocals
Chris Dupont
Guitar
Ricky Johnson
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kylee Rae Phillips
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Evan Eliason
Producer
Jonathan Berlin
Mastering Engineer
Testi
He doesn't know how to break me the way you do
He burned out bright but you burned me to the ground
You've got a way of twisting knives that calms me
Feels like I'm dying, it feels like I'm coming back home
Now I need that old ache
That familiar pain
I need a clean break to bring me back down
I'll put myself back under your spell
Give me your worst, give me hell
I can beg steal and borrow, just give me the devil I know
Reel me back in and pull me out
Let me believe and make me doubt
I don't need your tomorrows, just give me the devil I know
Look at us sitting here acting like we don't know better
Look at us telling ourselves that we're fooling someone
You're not the cure but you sure as hell make me feel better
You are a lie and the truth all wrapped up in one
Now I need that old ache
That familiar pain
I need a clean break to bring me back down
I'll put myself back under your spell
Give me your worst, give me hell
I can beg steal and borrow, just give me the devil I know
Reel me back in and pull me out
Let me believe and make me doubt
I don't need your tomorrows, just give me the devil I know
You were the one who taught me to live on scraps and pieces
Fits and starts and love so dark I could barely see it
The illusion over, I know how you do what you do
The least you could do is open a couple old wounds
I'll put myself back under your spell
Give me your worst, give me hell
I can beg steal and borrow, just give me the devil I know
Reel me back in and pull me out
Let me believe and make me doubt
I don't need your tomorrows, just give me the devil I know
I'll deny it tomorrow, just give me the devil I know
Written by: Kylee Rae Phillips
