Music Video
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Noah Fenimore
Songwriter
Seth Moreira
Songwriter
Stephen Grubb
Songwriter
Preston Brewer
Songwriter
Andrew Moring
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Noah Fenimore
Engineer
Stephen Grubb
Producer
Lyrics
You may think I'm a criminal
But that just ain't right
I'll prove it to you, babe
If you give me the night
Now, I know what you're thinking
But just give me a chance
We can go to the city
And have our last first dance
You took my hand and we made it downtown
Up to the coffee shop, you took my mug
Shot me a look and I knew right then
That you knew where I'd been
So write me up
And turn me in
You caught me red-handed
You caught me red-handed
I've felt your touch
All on my skin
You caught me red-handed
You caught me red-handed
It's the same as it's always been
You know we always fight
How many times can I say that I'm sorry
Before you let me inside?
I can guess what you're thinking
This was the very last time
So come on and just hold me
It was a victimless crime
It's insane how I almost made it
Out on this train but you said my name
And I knew right then
That you knew where I'd been
So write me up
And turn me in
You caught me red-handed
You caught me red-handed
I've felt your touch
All on my skin
You caught me red-handed
You caught me red-handed
So write me up
And turn me in
You caught me red-handed
You caught me red-handed
I've felt your touch
All on my skin
You caught me red-handed
You caught me red-handed
So write me up
And turn me in
You caught me red-handed
You caught me red-handed
I've felt your touch
All on my skin
You caught me red-handed
You caught me red-handed
Writer(s): Andrew Moring, Noah Fenimore, Preston Brewer, Seth Moreira, Stephen Grubb
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