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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Carly Pearce
Carly Pearce
Вокал
Ryan Gore
Ryan Gore
Ударные инструменты
Josh Osborne
Josh Osborne
Бэк-вокал
Ilya Toshinskiy
Ilya Toshinskiy
Акустическая гитара
Sol Philcox-Littlefield
Sol Philcox-Littlefield
Электрогитара
Josh Matheny
Josh Matheny
Добро
Craig Young
Craig Young
Бас
Jeneé Fleenor
Jeneé Fleenor
Фидель
Alex Wright
Alex Wright
Фортепиано
Aaron Sterling
Aaron Sterling
Барабаны
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Carly Pearce
Carly Pearce
Автор песен
Justin Ebach
Justin Ebach
Автор песен
Charles Kelley
Charles Kelley
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Carly Pearce
Carly Pearce
Продюсер
Dave Clauss
Dave Clauss
Инженер обработки
Ryan Gore
Ryan Gore
Миксинг-инженер
Shane McAnally
Shane McAnally
Продюсер
Josh Osborne
Josh Osborne
Продюсер
Mike Stankiewicz
Mike Stankiewicz
Инженер обработки
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Мастеринг-инженер
Alex Ghenea
Alex Ghenea
Миксинг-инженер
Sean R. Badum
Sean R. Badum
Ассистент инженера звукозаписи

Слова

[Verse 1]
Always thought you loved that black Z71 more than you loved me
Momma always told me boys like you would run, not for keeps
You called me up to tell me you were working late (Uh-huh)
But I heard right now you're dancing with a little miss Jane
[Chorus]
Birds been talking up on the wire
Spilling your secrets all over this town
You and her, back road, pulling all-nighters
Did you really think that I wouldn't find out?
Oh, so I found a little gas in a small red can
Oh, last strike match flying out of my hand
Liar, liar, truck on fire
Flames rolling off of your Goodyear tires
Burn, burn, you're gonna learn
Never should've put your lips on her
[Verse 2]
Should've known from the way that you never left your phone sitting by the bed
Or the way that you laughed it off when I was catching on, said it was in my head
Did you think that I wouldn't smell that cheap perfume? (Uh-huh)
You'll have to find a new ride 'cause the joke's on you
[Chorus]
Birds been talking up on the wire
Spilling your secrets all over this town
You and her, back road, pulling all-nighters
Did you really think that I wouldn't find out?
Oh, so I found a little gas in a small red can
Oh, last strike match flying out of my hand
Liar, liar, truck on fire
Flames rolling off of your Goodyear tires
Burn, burn, you're gonna learn
Never should've put your lips on her
Put your lips on her
[Bridge]
Burn, burn, burn, baby
You'll learn, learn, learn, baby
[Chorus]
Birds been talking up on the wire
Spilling your secrets all over this town
You and her, back road, pulling all-nighters
Did you really think that I wouldn't find out?
Oh, so I found a little gas in a small red can
Oh, last strike match flying out of my hand
Liar, liar, truck on fire
Flames rolling off of your Goodyear tires
Burn, burn, you're gonna learn
Never should've put your lips on her
Written by: Carly Pearce, Charles Kelley, Justin Ebach
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