制作
出演艺人
Silverstein
表演者
Paul Marc Rousseau
电吉他
Shane Told
声乐
Josh Bradford
电吉他
Paul Koehler
鼓
Billy Hamilton
低音吉他
作曲和作词
Paul Marc Rousseau
作曲
Shane Told
作曲
Sam Guaiana
作曲
制作和工程
Sam Guaiana
制作人
歌词
The writing's on the wall, we don't pay attention
Watch it all go wrong then we start confessing
You got a lot of nerve trying to reconnect it
Nothing can fix this
Ripping out stitches
This is something not worth saving
Make a list of everything you hate me for
Call me bitter, call me weak
You keep sharpening your teeth
Now you're smiling in your sleep
I'm bleeding out
The writing's on the wall, we don't pay attention
Watch it all go wrong then we start confessing
You got a lot of nerve trying to reconnect it
Nothing can fix this
Ripping out stitches
Did you think we'd make it out alive?
Every promise was a pocket knife
This is fucking hopeless
Everybody knows it
Sick of wasting time on a cut that's never closing
Ripping out stitches
Ripping out stitches
Fake smiles and artificial goodbyes
We'd need a mile to lay out all the lies
You're possessive, I'm a chore
We can't do this anymore
The skeletons in every closet on every floor
The writing's on the wall, we don't pay attention
Watch it all go wrong
Did you think we'd make it out alive?
Every promise was a pocket knife
This is fucking hopeless
Everybody knows it
Sick of wasting time on a cut that's never closing
You know I can't keep a secret, I just wear it on my sleeve
Caught red handed now you're saying, "Never meant a thing to me"
Didn't mean a thing to me
Did you think we'd make it out alive?
Every promise was a pocket knife
This is fucking hopeless
Everybody knows it
Sick of wasting time on a cut that's never closing
Ripping out stitches
Ripping out stitches
We can't do this anymore
Written by: Paul Marc Rousseau, Sam Guaiana, Shane Told
