Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
RYLY
RYLY
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Riley Smith
Riley Smith
Composer
Matthew Morrisey
Matthew Morrisey
Composer
Bryce Rowell
Bryce Rowell
Composer
Samuel Rady
Samuel Rady
Composer
Gabe Balltzglier
Gabe Balltzglier
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Zachary Epps
Zachary Epps
Producer

Lyrics

Faded
Entertainin' all your one-way conversations
So I can pretend I'm not the king of second place
Only call when it's convenient
And we dance to this routine
Till you're gone again
We drive with eyes closed
We both know where this road is headin'
You givin' in, drive for the mile you move to the next thing
So shame on me again
We'll fake it as friends
You'll let me think I have a shot
If I play my cards right
There's some quick-drawing top gun
Will steal your attention
I'll be Mr. Afterthought by the end of the night
I can't help it
All my friends keep tellin' me to tuck my heart back in my sleeve
Another strike, misread, 'cause I'm swingin' for the fences (Fences)
Stuck in the outfield, while some trust-fund kid rounds the bases (Bases)
So shame on me again
We'll fake it as friends
You'll let me think I have a shot
If I play my cards right
There's some quick-drawing top gun
Will steal your attention
I'll be Mr. Afterthought by the end of the night
I don't mind it
Headfirst and fallin'
I'll be Mr. Afterthought by the end of the night
Fool me once, and
I'll blame you
Fool me when I call your bluff
Now I'll have no excuse, mm, yeah
So shame on me again
We'll fake it as friends
You'll let me think I have a shot
If I play my cards right
There's some quick-drawing top gun
Will steal your attention
I'll be Mr. Afterthought by the end of the night
I don't mind it
Headfirst and fallin'
I'll be Mr. Afterthought by the end of the night
Written by: Bryce Rowell, Gabe Balltzglier, Matthew Morrisey, Riley Smith, Samuel Rady
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