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Wild Nothing - Headlights On (Official Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jack Tatum
Jack Tatum
Bass
Harriette Pilbeam
Harriette Pilbeam
Background Vocals
Jorge Elbrecht
Jorge Elbrecht
Guitar
Tommy Davidson
Tommy Davidson
Programming
Steven Chen
Steven Chen
Saxophone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jack Tatum
Jack Tatum
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jack Tatum
Jack Tatum
Producer
Jorge Elbrecht
Jorge Elbrecht
Mixing Engineer
Tommy Davidson
Tommy Davidson
Additional Producer
Adrian Olsen
Adrian Olsen
Engineer
Robin Schmidt
Robin Schmidt
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

It's getting late, I'm tripping in the dark My shirt draped over the moon I'm just trying to hold on to you I leave my headlights on I only feel like myself at night Don't always treat you right, but I don't know how to be subtle with All the things I hate about myself You try to calm me and I turn away, I always turn away I don't know why I have to be this way I'd rather not be so hard to love I fucked it up, I fucked it up again Was there even a chance I could change Or am I resolute to stay the same? I hope you're here whenever I emerge I'm buried up to my eyes But, please, don't ever stop pulling me out I'm so folded up inside of you I keep my headlights on I keep my headlights on (I keep) I keep my headlights on (I keep) I keep my headlights on I'm so folded up inside of you (inside of you) I don't know if I'm me or you You've always loved me more than I deserve And maybe that's the thing I don't feel like I earned your faith Wanna hear that I'm not too late Let's take it back to spending every night Third floor on Engert Avenue Introduction in faded sheets I'll always have that part of you
Writer(s): John Alexander Tatum Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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