クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ellie Smith
Ellie Smith
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ellie Smith
Ellie Smith
Songwriter
Frankie Moreno
Frankie Moreno
Songwriter
Adam Moses
Adam Moses
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Frankie Moreno
Frankie Moreno
Producer
Pat Thrall
Pat Thrall
Mastering Engineer

歌詞

From the girl who stood where you now stand
Will it be enough, a taste so bland
Numb to pain, cause time is time
Uptown trains and downtown lies
Did you think it'd work out like you planned
Brought his name to dirt, went on & showed my hand
Our film set love another red affair
Forget his name, oh you can meet me there
Lived a hundred lives- each one better than this
Kick a dog while it's down but honey we were just kids
Too close to the sun now, but he always said
To feel it all before you go to bed
And you're the one he says he'll choose
Through every sleepless night- guess I lose
Now he's yours, but he was mine, oh he's so tough, says he's fine
He'll dry your tears, always end the fight
Could still work out just like you planned
Bring his name to dirt, go on and show your hand
Back of your mind, still our red affair
Forget his name, oh do you dare- oh do you dare?!
Lived a hundred lives and each one better than this
Kick a dog while it's down but honey we were just kids
Too close to the sun now, but he always said
To feel it all before you go to bed
I'm fighter, I'm a martyr, I'm your conversation starter
Looking back on where we fell you know you could've fought harder
Bad and worse, it's there- kept track, laid bare
The death, the hurt, the grief, you cared
He's all yours now, and thank God for that
My final word in this is 'nevermind'
Not for him, just couldn't save you from his lies
He's the worst thing that you and I
Have ever called ours or mine
Melancholy, left that place behind
Mourning, but you know how hard I tried
You chose him, so can't get myself to cry
Live your hundred lives, hope it's better than his
Don't burn the other woman
I was just a kid
Too close to the sun now, but he always said
Just feel it all before you go to bed
And the truth get blurred as all three of us age
The greatest showman turns his red to beige
The bystanders, the witness— all on my same page
But I still think of you, alone on his old stage
Lights go out, the colors fade to gray
I still think of you, and I hope you're okay.
Written by: Adam Moses, Ellie Smith, Frankie Moreno
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