Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ryan Downey
Composer
Tyler Hancock
Songwriter
Matt Paske
Songwriter
John Rolence
Songwriter
Eddie Hennessy
Songwriter
James Ryan
Songwriter
Lyrics
Lyin' in bed
Feelin' like death
The room's gone red
Can't get this heat off my breath
Another mornin' alone
And that's just fine
Cause you went your way
And I went mine
What Gives
That's just what you take from
And I don't wanna live
In a world you can't escape from
What Gives
That's just what you take from
And I don't wanna live
In a world you can't escape from
Broke all the strings on my guitar
And now it won't play
Feels like a thousand miles from where you are
And it haunts my whole day
Coffee's gone cold
Got no food on my shelf
Wind is howling outside
And I'm holding myself
What Gives
That's just what you take from
And I don't wanna live
In a world you can't escape from
What Gives
That's just what you take from
And I don't wanna live
In a world you can't escape from
You can't escape from
You can't escape from
You can't escape from
You can't escape from
Written by: Eddie Hennessy, James Ryan, John Rolence, Matt Paske, Ryan Downey, Tyler Hancock

