Vídeo de música
Canções semelhantes
Créditos
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Caleb Harper
Lead Vocals
Ashton Michael Hardman-Le Cornu
Guitar
Kieran Lama
Drums
Peppa Lane
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Caleb Harper
Songwriter
Ashton Michael Hardman-Le Cornu
Songwriter
Kieran Lama
Songwriter
Peppa Lane
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Konstantin Kersting
Producer
Brian Lucey
Mastering Engineer
Jeff Citron
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Rich Costey
Mixing Engineer
Letra
Here we go again for the record
I'm not sure where my head was at before
Watching your eyes scanning the concrete
Watching as your hands get sweaty and your palms crease
You should tell the story, I will listen
I won't look you in the face if it's easier
You're poking one eye over the pillow
The other ones buried deep, hiding from the window
I clean my car, I make my bed
I do the things I know to calm my head
But it's hard now you are gone
There's nothing I can do but write these songs
It's been a few months, and I'm a shipwreck
I'm still seeing your name in the sunset
What do I do to shake the heartache
I can't keep spelling out letters in the cloud shapes
I clean my car, I make my bed
I do the things I know to calm my head
But it's hard now you are gone
There's nothing I can do but write these songs
Well, I've thought about it more and I know
The pain of this will probably go
And I don't know who I am anymore
If losing love is like a window, and jumping out the 5th floor
I clean my car, I make my bed
I do the things I know to calm my head
But it's hard now you are gone
There's nothing I can do but write these songs
So I cook, I mow the lawn
Like I could ever fill this you shaped hole in my heart
But I will try to plug it up, to leave it out to dry
Oh, oh, oh, there's nothing I can do to right these wrongs
Writer(s): Ashton Hardman Le Cornu, Kieran Lama, Caleb Harper, Peppa Lane
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