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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Albert Hammond Jr
Albert Hammond Jr
Electric Guitar
Colin Killalea
Colin Killalea
Bass Guitar
Tyler Parkford
Tyler Parkford
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Albert Hammond Jr
Albert Hammond Jr
Songwriter
Simon Wilcox
Simon Wilcox
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gus Oberg
Gus Oberg
Producer

Lyrics

You fell in my direction, got everyone's attention With no no one to blame So your eyes are getting bigger, I could never figure Why I can never complain Excess is out of fashion, you're having what they're having It's all always the same Everyone was asking how I know you And I want to say I don't, don't You used to come over on the weekends when you had nowhere to go We would do some nothing But now I have to go out to see you See you showing off with all your new friends, it's just unreasonable Conversations boring, why do I have to see them to see you? You-you-you, you were a gas-gas-gas And I don't-don't-don't know What was so wrong with the life that you had And I'm wondering what you're catching Whatchu think you're lacking, all I know is I miss your face Put your faith in other people telling them to tell you It's fine, you're still in L.A. "Please" She said, "Please" You used to come over on the weekends when you had nowhere to go We would do some nothing But now I have to go out to see you See you showing off with all your new friends, it's just unreasonable Conversations boring, why do I have to see them to see you? You used to come over on the weekends when you had nowhere to go We would do some nothing But now I have to go out to see you See you showing off with all your new friends, it's just unreasonable Conversations boring, why do I have to see them to see you?
Writer(s): Simon Wilcox, Albert Jr. Hammond Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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