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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nicholas Carpenter
Nicholas Carpenter
Guitar
Jake LiBassi
Jake LiBassi
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nicholas Carpenter
Nicholas Carpenter
Songwriter
Jake LiBassi
Jake LiBassi
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Laiko
Laiko
Producer
Nicholas Carpenter
Nicholas Carpenter
Producer
Jake LiBassi
Jake LiBassi
Recording Engineer
Jimmy Mansfield
Jimmy Mansfield
Mixing Engineer
Adam Grover
Adam Grover
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I love how you have no idea what you want Or maybe it's more that you just want everything I've never met a person who could flake so hard Turn around and give their time to anything I love the way you fold your body into bed And the little grunts you make when you roll out I think it's crazy ain't no label signed you yet But I bet you'd have complaints to make you fit it somehow 'Cause you ain't shit, but I love you You need work, but I reckon it can be done And I promise I won't put no one above you Death do us part, beach chairs in the sun I love how you can make the most of anything Or maybe you're just good at being used I never met a person more convinced that they're the best So frequently forget that it's the truth It's funny seeing how these strangers gaze at you Seeing what I get to see all day I guess it makes me lucky when you give yourself to me And jealous when you hide yourself away 'Cause you ain't shit, but I love you You need work, but I reckon it can be done And I promise I won't put no one above you Death do us part, beach chairs in the sun 'Cause you ain't shit, but I love you Yeah, you need work, but I reckon it can be done And I promise I won't put no one above you Death do us part, beach chair in the sun Death do us part, beach chairs in the sun Death do us part, beach chairs in the sun
Writer(s): Jake Libassi, Nicholas Carpenter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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