Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Format
Performer
Sam Means
Piano
R. Walt Vincent
Bass
Charlie Paxson
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nate Ruess
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Aaron Lepley
Assistant Engineer
Austen Lund
Assistant Engineer
Chuck Bailey
Assistant Engineer
Mike Glines
Assistant Engineer
R. Walt Vincent
Producer
Josh Turner
Producer
Ben Grosse
Mixing Engineer
Michael Tarantino
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
I'm in envy of addicts
You're obsessed with stars
Don't, don't you sound
So excited
Showing me your vanity
Whisper it once, just a little bit
Come on, whisper it twice
I can't stand to see
The spotlight shine
One more night
It's killing me to see you
Just tie the rope
Oh, and kick the chair
Just leave me hanging there
Gasping for air, yeah
Don't mind me
Three feet from the ceiling
You'd rather watch me drown
Then see your hands get wet
You took the plot from stage to screen
And turned it to
Epic scene
So, whisper it once, tell me again
Come on, whisper it twice
I can't stand to see
My whole life flash
Before my eyes
When I'm with you, there's
No point in breathing
No point in breathing
Just tie the rope
Oh, and kick the chair
Just leave me hanging there
Gasping for air, yeah
Don't mind me
Three feet from the ceiling
I think I know, whoa, whoa
Why you never get too close
It's 'cause you're too scared to
When I'm with you there's
No point in breathing
So, so you run away
For no apparent reason
'Cause you and I are
Changing with the seasons
You give me an answer
As to why you're leaving
The table's full
No one's been dealing
So fold your hand
Go on and fold your hand
Just tie the rope
Oh, and kick the chair
Just leave me hanging there
Gasping for air, yeah
Don't mind me
Three feet from the ceiling
I think I know, whoa, whoa
Why you never get too close
It's 'cause you're too scared to
When I'm with you there's
No point in breathing
No point in breathing
No point in breathing
Writer(s): Nathaniel Joseph Ruess, Samuel Thomas Means
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