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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lily Rose
Lily Rose
Lead Vocals
Jerry Roe
Jerry Roe
Drums
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Bass
Derek Wells
Derek Wells
Electric Guitar
Charlie Worsham
Charlie Worsham
Acoustic Guitar
Dave Cohen
Dave Cohen
Keyboards
Wes Hightower
Wes Hightower
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Hardy
Michael Hardy
Songwriter
Mark Holman
Mark Holman
Songwriter
Hillary Lindsey
Hillary Lindsey
Songwriter
Morgan Wallen
Morgan Wallen
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joey Moi
Joey Moi
Producer
Eivind Nordland
Eivind Nordland
Editing Engineer
Ryan Yount
Ryan Yount
Assistant Recording Engineer
Scott Cooke
Scott Cooke
Editing Engineer
Josh Ditty
Josh Ditty
Recording Engineer
Ally Gecewicz
Ally Gecewicz
Studio Personnel
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Funny running into you in this old bar tonight Everything in me wants to run up and start a fight 'Cause I got kicked to the curb and you got her The rest is history But, hey man, I ain't mad at you But I'm damn sure pissed at me 'Cause if I'd have just been her shoulder, instead of turning my back If I'd have swallowed my pride, instead of shooting that Jack If I'd had just paid attention, instead of paying no mind If I'd have gave her my heart, instead of hell all the time I'd be you Driving her car back to her place, guess you could say I'd be you Wreckin' her bed, stuck on her mind, she'd bе still mine I'd be you Yeah, hindsight surе don't come with no time machine And when the day is done I'm the smoking gun I bet you'd agree Well, if it wasn't for me there wouldn't be no you Ain't nothing ever been more clear Yeah, shake my hand, you're welcome, man You oughta buy me a beer 'Cause if I'd have just been her shoulder, instead of turning my back If I'd have swallowed my pride, instead of shooting that Jack If I'd had just paid attention, instead of paying no mind If I'd have gave her my heart, instead of hell all the time I'd be you Driving her car back to her place, guess you could say I'd be you Wreckin' her bed, stuck on her mind, she'd be still mine I'd be you (Yeah, I'd be you) I had my chance but I went and blew it Now she gone, moved on, like there's nothing to it So don't mess with her heart or she'll put you on the shelf You'll end up like me, thinking to yourself If I'd have just been her shoulder, instead of turning my back If I'd have swallowed my pride, instead of shooting that Jack If I'd had just paid attention, instead of paying no mind If I'd have gave her my heart, instead of hell all the time I'd be you Driving her car back to her place, guess you could say I'd be you Wreckin' her bed, stuck on her mind, she'd be still mine I'd be you (Yeah, I'd be you) (Yeah) I'd be you!
Writer(s): Michael Hardy, Hillary Lindsey, Mark Holman, Morgan Wallen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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