Vídeo de música

Destacado em

Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Emily Weisband
Emily Weisband
Vocals
The Futuristics
The Futuristics
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Emily Weisband
Emily Weisband
Songwriter
Laura Veltz
Laura Veltz
Songwriter
Alex Schwartz
Alex Schwartz
Songwriter
Joe Khajadourian
Joe Khajadourian
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Futuristics
The Futuristics
Producer
Dale Becker
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer
David Emery
David Emery
Mixing Engineer

Letra

This is why I didn't want to meet your sister This is why I didn't want to post a picture This is why, this is why, this is why This is why, this is why, this is why Four months to the day and all the sweet is bitter This what I get for being brave, it figures This is why, this is why, this is why This is why, this is why, this is why If you got something left to say, you better say it If you're gonna break my heart, you better break it right Boy, it's your mistake to make And I'm officially the girl who got away When I get out of this car We're dead to me, that's it, don't care, no changes of heart Don't call, don't write, we're done when I get out of this car Believe me, babe, I'll walk away, forget your name I'll swear to God, I don't know who you are When I get out of this car This is where you drive away and don't come back Wake up in the morning like, "damn, I did that" This is why, this is why, this is why This is why, this is why, this is why If you got something left to say, you better say it (say it) If you're gonna break my heart, you better break it right (break it right) Boy, it's your mistake to make And I'm officially the girl who got away When I get out of this car We're dead to me, that's it, don't care, no changes of heart Don't call, don't write, we're done when I get out of this car Believe me, babe, I'll walk away, forget your name I'll swear to God, I don't know who you are When I get out of this car Don't think I won't do it Don't think I won't prove it Just because I imagined us getting married, having babies Doesn't mean that I won't let you go Ah, no, it doesn't mean that I won't let you go When I get out of this car We're dead to me, that's it, don't care, no changes of heart Don't call, don't write, we're done when I get out of this car Believe me, babe, I'll walk away, forget your name I'll swear to God, I don't know who you are When I get out of this car
Writer(s): Alex Schwartz, Joe Khajadourian, Emily Weisband, Laura Veltz Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out