Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Flat Stanleys
The Flat Stanleys
Performer
Jack Brian Radin
Jack Brian Radin
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jack Brian Radin
Jack Brian Radin
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jack Brian Radin
Jack Brian Radin
Producer

Lyrics

All your information came at me so quickly
So I couldn't understand
Any of the words that you thought were so clever
What's that gotta do with me
Alone at a subway station
Or me alone hiding in basements
Trying to avoid the fleeting sense
That everyone was leaving
Everything you do is so dramatic
It's not funny, no one's laughing
And you're so fucking sensitive it hurts me too
But what's that gotta do with me?
Absolutely nothing
So please don't tell me what they think about me
Cause they don't care and I don't care until I'm lying on the floor
If everybody's been through this, can we please get it over with?
Cause right now no one fucking cares that I am walking out that door
Cause there are cracks between the lines
The type that don't fill up with time
Walking to my car from your house
Never felt so short
I can't find out my shaking hands
Or how to turn the wheel without hitting a tree
Wish I would fall asleep
(Because then you'd never see me again)
But searching for red flags in rose-tinted glasses
It never worked for me
Everything you do is so dramatic
It's not funny, no one's laughing
And you're so fucking sensitive it hurts me too
But what's that gotta do with me?
Absolutely nothing
So please don't tell me what they think about me
Cause they don't care and I don't care until I'm lying on the floor
If everybody's been through this, can we please get it over with?
Cause right now no one fucking cares that I am walking out that door
Cause there are cracks between the lines
The type that don't fill up with time
There's a head shaped hole in the wall
From when you ran across the room
And tried to teach me something about pain
That I hadn't learned in high school
You said "I'll partake in all the planned activities
And I'll show up for your concerts
And I'll listen to your songs before they come out on the web first"
I said "I'm having an outburst cause I can't stop thinking
About how you felt
When I started drinking and drinking some more"
You were trapped in Baltimore
Written by: Jack Brian Radin
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