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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jack Antonoff
Drums
John Hill
Programming
Rachel Antonoff
Background Vocals
Lena Dunham
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Hill
Songwriter
Jack Antonoff
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jack Antonoff
Producer
John Hill
Producer
Mark Bengston
Assistant Engineer
Laura Sisk
Recording Engineer
Brendan Morawski
Assistant Engineer
Aleks von Korff
Assistant Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Michael Brauer
Mixing Engineer
Stuart White
Mixing Engineer
Letra
I wanna be grateful for the experiences that I've had
I wanna be grateful for the experiences that I've had
I wanna be grateful for the experiences that I've had
Thought I wanted to forget my past
Tried to leave the pieces of a broken man
What it cost, I ain't ever getting back
Breaking the lines 'cause I wanna remember
Man, I was feeling like I never was young
Followed a dream and a strange desire
You picked me up in the dead of the night
Give me a chance to move on inside of your mystery, whoa
Maybe I don't need to understand
Why your love, love, love is such a mystery, whoa
Maybe I don't need to understand
Why your love, love, love
Your love is such a mystery
Wanna give you something better than I've been
I wanna write your name up on my wall
Wake you up in the dead of the night
Breaking the lines, just trying to get better
Man, I was feeling like I never was young
No nothing simple 'bout the simple days I mourn
If what I lost ain't ever coming back
I can find a way to move on inside of your mystery, whoa
Maybe I don't need to understand
Why your love, love, love is such a mystery
Maybe I don't need to understand
Why your love, love, love is such a mystery
Holding on tightly
Your love holy inside of me
No god holding on tightly
Your love holy inside of me
No god holding on tightly
Your love holy inside of me
No god holding on tightly
Your love holy inside of me
Someday I'm gonna make this right
Someday when the lights are low
Someday I'm gonna get on my knees
Someday, baby, I'm gonna beg you
Someday I'm gonna get this right
Someday when the lights are low
Someday I'm gonna get on my knees
Someday, baby, I'm gonna beg you for your mystery
Maybe I don't need to understand
Why your love, love, love is such a mystery, whoa
Maybe I don't need to understand
Why your love, love, love is such a mystery
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Writer(s): Jack Antonoff, John Hill
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