Créditos
INTERPRETAÇÃO
Grieving
Interpretação
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
James Parrish
Composição
Jack Hurst
Composição
Ned Wilson Eames
Composição
Matthew Simper
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Matty Moon
Produção
Letra
Didn't say exactly what I was thinking
'Cause I was afraid of what you would become
Big man, boss seem to hurt him
And I think we know where the pain came from
Warn yourself
Warn yourself that we can tell
How is she,
Supposed to know when nobody talks
Buddies in Memphis
What a guess
Your head isn't home
It'll pass
Buddies in Memphis
What a guess
Your head isn't home
It'll pass
Shoes in the hall
And you come in the light
Made of a paper, the paper degrades
Where were you then when she needed you most
Got two holes in the shoe
Took a trip to the coast
My friend, the ghost
My friend, the ghost
Should of called her, while you had the chance
Well i hope you know, that you really messed up
Four weeks we all try to help but
With no one that answers, when only you knew
Warn yourself
Warn yourself that we can tell
How is she,
Supposed to know when nobody talks
Buddies in Memphis
What a guess
Your head isn't home
It'll pass
Buddies in Memphis
What a guess
Your head isn't home
It'll pass
Shoes in the hall
And you come in the light
Made of a paper, the paper degrades
Where were you then when she needed you most
Got two holes in the shoe
Took a trip to the coast
My friend, the ghost
My friend, the ghost
No idea
No good idea
You're no good idea
No idea
No good idea
You're no good idea
No idea
No good idea
You're no good idea
No idea
No good idea
You're no good idea
Written by: Jack Hurst, James Parrish, Matthew Simper, Ned Wilson Eames
