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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ben Platt
Ben Platt
Vocals
Justin Smith
Justin Smith
First Violin
Rob Jost
Rob Jost
Bass
Adele Stein
Adele Stein
Cello
Ben Cohn
Ben Cohn
Piano
Jon Balcourt
Jon Balcourt
Associate Conductor
Jamie Eblen
Jamie Eblen
Drums
Dillon Kondor
Dillon Kondor
Guitar
Justin Goldner
Justin Goldner
Guitar
Enrico de Trizio
Enrico de Trizio
Programming
Jeremy King
Jeremy King
Synthesizer Programming
Randy Cohen
Randy Cohen
Programming
Scott Wasserman
Scott Wasserman
Programming
Todd Low
Todd Low
Viola
Taylor Williams
Taylor Williams
Synthesizer Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Benj Pasek
Benj Pasek
Songwriter
Justin Noble Paul
Justin Noble Paul
Songwriter
Alex Lacamoire
Alex Lacamoire
Orchestrator
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Scott Skrzynski
Scott Skrzynski
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Ebonie Smith
Ebonie Smith
Assistant Recording Engineer
Matthew Soares
Matthew Soares
Assistant Recording Engineer
Nate Odden
Nate Odden
Assistant Recording Engineer
Ron Robinson
Ron Robinson
Assistant Recording Engineer
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer
Neal Avron
Neal Avron
Mixing Engineer
Derik Lee
Derik Lee
Recording Engineer
Alex Lacamoire
Alex Lacamoire
Producer
Benj Pasek
Benj Pasek
Producer
Justin Noble Paul
Justin Noble Paul
Producer

Lyrics

I never meant to make it such a mess I never thought that it would go this far So I just stand here sorry Searching for something to say Something to say Words fail, words fail There's nothing I can say I guess I thought I could be part of this I never had this kind of thing before I never had that perfect girl Who somehow could see the good part of me I never had the dad who stuck it out No corny jokes or baseball gloves No mom who just was there 'Cause mom was all that she had to be That's not a worthy explanation I know there is none Nothing can make sense of all these things I've done Words fail, words fail There's nothing I can say Except sometimes, you see everything you wanted And sometimes, you see everything you wish you had And it's right there, right there, right there In front of you And you want to believe it's true So you make it true And you think maybe everybody wants it And needs it, a little bit too This was just a sad invention It wasn't real, I know But we were happy I guess I couldn't let that go I guess I couldn't give that up I guess I wanted to believe 'Cause if I just believe Then I don't have to see what's really there No, I'd rather pretend I'm something better than these broken parts Pretend I'm something other than this mess that I am 'Cause then I don't have to look at it And no one gets to look at it No, no one can really see 'Cause I've learned to slam on the brake Before I even turn the key Before I make the mistake Before I lead with the worst of me I never let them see the worst of me 'Cause what if everyone saw? What if everyone knew? Would they like what they saw? Or would they hate it too? Will I just keep on running away from what's true? All I ever do is run So how do I step in Step into the sun? Step into the sun
Writer(s): Benj Pasek, Justin Paul Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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