Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
Elizabeth & The Catapult
Elizabeth & The Catapult
Interpretação
Elizabeth Ziman
Elizabeth Ziman
Vocais
Danny Molad
Danny Molad
Bateria
Tony Berg
Tony Berg
Violão
Blake Mills
Blake Mills
Violão
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Elizabeth Ziman
Elizabeth Ziman
Composição
Tony Berg
Tony Berg
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Elizabeth & The Catapult
Elizabeth & The Catapult
Produção
Tony Berg
Tony Berg
Produção

Letra

Sounds to me, we're like a worn-out tune
Oh so sweet, oh so blue
We know all the words, but we miss the cue
Oh so sweet, oh so blue
Place a needle on the jagged line
Play that record, baby, one more time
Sounds to me, we're like a worn-out tune
Looks to me like you're just passing through
Here today, gone too soon
Found in the morning and we're lost by noon
Here today, gone too soon
Close the curtains and I'll make you mine
Dance this samba, baby, one more time
Sounds to me, we're like a worn-out tune
I'm not afraid of what you say
So tell me once again
I wasn't listening the first time
I'm not afraid of what you are
My enemy, my friend
You're just enough to wrap my head around
I'm not afraid of what I love
Baby, all the saddest songs we sing
Are the ones we just can't get enough
The ones we just can't get enough of
For once, we just can't get enough
Sounds to me, we're like a worn-out tune
All the clichés, they've all been abused
So hide the staff and I'll pour the wine
We'll lift our glasses, baby, one more time
Sounds to me, we're like a worn-out tune
I'm not afraid of what you say
So tell me once again
I wasn't listening the first time
I'm not afraid of what you are
My enemy, my friend
You're just enough to wrap my head around
I'm not afraid of what I love
Baby, all the saddest songs we sing
Are the ones we just can't get enough
The ones we just can't get enough of
For once, we just can't get enough
Sounds to me, we're like a worn-out tune
Sounds to me, we're like a worn-out tune
Sounds to me, we're like a worn-out tune
Sounds to me, we're like a worn-out tune
Sounds to me, we're like a worn-out tune
Sounds to me, we're like a worn-out tune
All the clichés, they've all been abused
I'm not afraid of what you say
So tell me once again
I wasn't listening the first time
I'm not afraid of what you are
My enemy, my friend
You're just enough to wrap my head around
I'm not afraid of what I love
Baby, all the saddest songs we sing
Are the ones we just can't get enough of
The ones we just can't get enough
For once, we just can't get enough
Written by: Elizabeth Ziman, Tony Berg
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