Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lola Young
Lola Young
Vocals
Paul Epworth
Paul Epworth
Guitar
Conor Dickinson
Conor Dickinson
Programming
William Brown
William Brown
Guitar
Riley MacIntyre
Riley MacIntyre
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lola Young
Lola Young
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Manuka
Manuka
Producer
Paul Epworth
Paul Epworth
Additional Producer
Tony Maserati
Tony Maserati
Mixing Engineer
Riley MacIntyre
Riley MacIntyre
Recording Engineer
Chloe Kraemer
Chloe Kraemer
Recording Engineer
Randy Merrill
Randy Merrill
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I don't know which way I'm facing when the lights are down I don't know which path I'm taking 'cause they all look the same now An old friend taught me that An old friend forgot my favorite color and my date of birth I learned from when I hid behind the seams Right behind the ethanol still clinging to my teeth I kinda like it when he makes mistakes I kinda like it when she plays them games, gives me a reason to win I didn't want you back around here, tight fist Eyes flinch, want you back around here, I kept on running I continue to sin, I see Jesus when I'm running And he laughs 'cause I'm an atheist Put honey in my back pocket, hands on my mouth Don't wake up the back prophet, hands in my mouth I still wanna suffer for a little while All mine longs to suffer for a little while If I cry about you, about love I'll only ruin my make-up Ruin my make-up If I cry about you, about love I'll only ruin my make-up Ruin my make-up It's bad enough as it is Pour the brandy down the sink There's Heaven in your name, I am there for a drink I cannot give you any more of me, no, that would be forsaken Get down on your hands and knees, pretend I'm Satan And it's cold in the summer, I'll lend you my jumper And I'll lend you my ego, and we can play the Beatles And we'll forget how many cars pass by, and we can Just dance and maybe I'll lie and say that I do not love you, and big boys don't cry So maybe you will say you gotta leave, it's only quarter 'til nine But then I'll let you go, I let you go 'Cause you'll be back tomorrow If I cry about you, about love I'll only ruin my make-up Ruin my make-up If I cry about you, about love I'll only ruin my make-up Ruin my make-up If I cry about you, about love I'll only ruin my make-up Ruin my make-up
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