Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
RAYE
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Morgan
Songwriter
Will Lansley
Songwriter
Rachel Keen
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Punctual
Producer
Franky Fox
Mixing Engineer
Nick Noneman
Assistant Engineer
Jenna Felsenthal
Vocal Recording Engineer
Jonathan Castelli
Mixing Engineer
Josh Deguzman
Mixing Engineer
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer
Katie Harvey
Assistant Engineer
Connor Hedge
Assistant Engineer
John Morgan
Producer
Will Lansley
Producer
Michael Harris
Assistant Engineer
Lyrics
Once you see my black mascara
Run from you into my mama's hands
You selfish man
You'd understand (understand what you)
Once you see my slick eyeliner
Blend into my black designer
Bags under my eyes
Oh, how'd you try to understand
What you done (to me)
What you done (to me)
What you
Done to me
You done to me
You done to me
You're done to me
You're done to me
You're done to me
You're done to me
You're done to me
You made your bed (made your bed)
Lied your lies (lied your lies)
And fucked my mind up
Try to understand just what you
Done to me
You done to me
You done to me
You're done to me
You're done to me
You're done to me
You're done to me
You're done to me
You made your bed (made your bed)
Lied your lies (lied your lies)
And fucked my mind up
Try to understand just what you
Now you see my black mascara
Run from you into my mama's hands
You selfish man
(Do you understand)
How it feels
And what you done?
Done to me
You done to me
You done to me
You're done to me
You're done to me
You're done to me
You're done to me
You're done to me
You made your bed (made your bed)
Lied your lies (lied your lies)
And fucked my mind up
Try to understand just what you
Try to understand just what you
(You fucked my mind up)
(You fucked my mind up)
Try to understand just what you
Try to understand just what you
Tripped on the throttle, sipped on bottle, serious
Tell them hoes to be minding they business
Heart broke but I'm still looking like millions
Six shots down so I can't feel this
Talking my ear off, cocaine
Got a bitch gassed up, propane
Now I can't come down or it pours
Oh, underneath my eyes how it rains
There's clouds up high
But there's stars on the ceiling of the Royce
I hear this pain drown every other noise
You talk to me dumb like you didn't have a choice
I'm here now, fucked up thinking this why
I'm out here sinking in these dark nights, nights, ah, yeah
Look what you've done to me
You've done to me, my baby
Look what you've done to me
You've done to me, my lover
Just what you've done to me
You've done to me
You've done to me
You've done to me
You've done
Try to understand just what you
Try to understand just what you
(Do you, oh, do you understand how it feels?)
Try to understand just what you
(Look what you've done to me)
(You've done to me, my baby)
Try to understand just what you
(Do you, oh, do you understand how it feels and what you've done?)
Writer(s): Rachel Keen, John Morgan, Will Lansley
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