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Lorde - Hard Feelings/Loveless (Vevo x Lorde)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lorde
Lorde
Lead Vocals
Frank Dukes
Frank Dukes
Programming
Malay
Malay
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jack Antonoff
Jack Antonoff
Songwriter
Ella Yelich O'Connor
Ella Yelich O'Connor
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lorde
Lorde
Producer
Jack Antonoff
Jack Antonoff
Producer
Frank Dukes
Frank Dukes
Additional Producer
Malay
Malay
Producer
Serban Ghenea
Serban Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
Laura Sisk
Laura Sisk
Engineer
John Hanes
John Hanes
Assistant Engineer
Greg Eliason
Greg Eliason
Assistant Engineer
Brendan Morawski
Brendan Morawski
Assistant Engineer
Barry McCready
Barry McCready
Assistant Engineer
Eric Eylands
Eric Eylands
Assistant Engineer
Randy Merrill
Randy Merrill
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Go back and tell it Please, could you be tender? And I will sit close to you Let's give it a minute before we admit that we're through Guess this is the winter Our bodies are young and blue I'm at Jungle City, it's late, and this song is for you 'Cause I remember the rush when forever was us Before all of the winds of regret and mistrust Now we sit in your car and our love is a ghost Well, I guess I should go, yeah, I guess I should go Hard feelings These are what they call hard feelings of love When the sweet words and fevers All leave us right here in the cold-old-old Alone with the hard feelings of love God, I wish I believed ya When you told me this was my home-ome-ome I light all the candles Cut flowers for all my rooms I care for myself the way I used to care about you These days we kiss and we keep busy The waves come after midnight I call from underwater Why even try to get right? When you've outgrown a lover (oh) The whole world knows, but you (oh) It's time to let go of this endless summer afternoon Hard feelings These are what they call hard feelings of love When the sweet words and fevers All leave us right here in the cold-old-old Alone with the hard feelings of love God, I wish I believed ya When you told me this was my home-ome-ome Three years, loved you every single day, made me weak It was real for me, yup, real for me Now I'll fake it every single day 'Til I don't need fantasy, 'til I feel you leave But I still remember everything How we'd drift buying groceries How you'd dance for me I'll start letting go of little things 'Til I'm so far away from you Far away from you, yeah What is this tape? This is my favorite tape Bet you wanna rip my heart out Bet you wanna skip my calls now Well, guess what? I'd like that 'Cause I'm gonna mess your life up Gonna wanna tape my mouth shut Look out, lovers We're L-O-V-E-L-E-S-S generation L-O-V-E-L-E-S-S generation All fuckin' with our lover's heads, generation Bet you wanna rip my heart out Bet you wanna skip my calls now Well, guess what? I'd like that 'Cause I'm gonna mess your life up Gonna wanna tape my mouth shut Look out, lovers We're L-O-V-E-L-E-S-S generation L-O-V-E-L-E-S-S (look out, lovers) generation All fuckin' with our lover's heads generation (look out, lovers) L-O-V-E-L-E-S-S generation L-O-V-E-L-E-S-S generation L-O-V-E-L-E-S-S generation L-O-V-E-L-E-S-S generation
Writer(s): Ella Yelich O Connor, Jack Antonoff Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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