Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Arlie
Arlie
Performer
Carson Lystad
Carson Lystad
Electric Guitar
Nathaniel Banks
Nathaniel Banks
Bass
Ryan Savage
Ryan Savage
Electric Guitar
Adam Lochemes
Adam Lochemes
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Carson Lystad
Carson Lystad
Songwriter
JT Daly
JT Daly
Songwriter
Nathaniel Banks
Nathaniel Banks
Songwriter
Ryan Savage
Ryan Savage
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
JT Daly
JT Daly
Vocal Producer
Nathaniel Banks
Nathaniel Banks
Vocal Producer
Ryan Savage
Ryan Savage
Producer
Adam Lochemes
Adam Lochemes
Producer
Josh Lovell
Josh Lovell
Engineer
Logan Matheny
Logan Matheny
Engineer
Matthew Neighbour
Matthew Neighbour
Engineer
Lars Stalfors
Lars Stalfors
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Gabe Drechsler
Gabe Drechsler
Vocal Producer

Lyrics

It was raining when you came in You said, "Sorry, I'm all wet" I said, "You don't have to be sorry I'll help you take care of that" You lay it all out on the table I said, "There's no need to make a mess We try to study, don't get a lot done All busy worried 'bout that test" College hall's no place for a study date You couldn't look yourself straight through the mirror Wasn't my fault to egg you on, I couldn't wait I should've known you, couldn't hold your own liquor It's a shorefire but your daddy wouldn't pay He finds out, I'm going down undercover You know the truth is loving you was not a mistake But that's a lotta bad karma I wouldn't make a bad father Now you're saying you're gonna leave me It took a long time to get you there You're still a hot mess in your white dress I'm busy trying not to stare Oh freedom, oh freedom Like a heartbeat can drive you mad The thunder outside drowning out my visions Of what we lost and what we had College hall's such a cold place to be awake You couldn't look yourself straight through the mirror Wasn't my fault to egg you on, I couldn't wait I should've known you, couldn't hold your own liquor It's a shorefire but your daddy wouldn't pay He finds out, I'm going down undercover You know the truth is loving you was not a mistake But that's a lotta bad karma Oh, I wouldn't make a bad father And I'm afraid that I'm to blame if you give up, Cassie If I ever make it out of my head You can have me Maybe I could stick around Yeah, I could shape up, settle down But tonight I'm freaking out 'Cause you won't call Cold shoulder, pulled over on the interstate Double take, saw a little face in the mirror Knew we couldn't tell your mother when I saw your plates Heated seats but you couldn't speak through the shivers You zip your jacket, try to hide your red letter A Half mast, scatter ashes in the water You know the truth is you could cut this any other way It's just a lotta bad karma Oh, I wouldn't make a bad father But you won't call, no But you won't You won't You won't call
Writer(s): Justin Thomas Daly, Nathaniel Thomas Banks, Ryan Savage, Carson Lystad Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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