Top Songs By Lucy Woodward
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lucy Woodward
Vocals
David Garza
Guitar
Jeff Babko
Piano
Tim Lefebvre
Bass
Amy Wood
Drums
Anne Rune
Background Vocals
J'anna Jacoby
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lucy Woodward
Songwriter
David Garza
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Garza
Producer
Jan Pohl
Producer
Jerry Ordoñez
Engineer
Justin Stanley
Mixing Engineer
Dave McNair
Mastering Engineer
Curt Schneider
Engineer
Lyrics
Stare at the paper
Wait for the words to come out
My thoughts go numb
It's on the tip of my tongue
I'm dreaming out loud
I look at myself in the mirror
Whisper the words "it's time"
But the girl looking back at me lights a sad cigarette
And just rolls them baby blue eyes
Go on take a sip
Get a grip
Swallow your pride
How long can I keep it together
When secretly I'm buried alive
I tear up your latest love letter
And cast all my cares to the sea
Make a wish like a penny
And thank all the sweet things the good life once gave to me
Baby, I finally know what to do
Lately there are too many things I can't live up to
I know that you've given me purpose
And maybe that worked for a while
At times you convinced me I'm worthless
But who am I kidding
With this lie that I'm living
We should probably break up for a while
There was a time I saw glitter and gold in the cracks
Of sidewalks and potholes
My dreams and my high hopes
Yeah, I want them back
But all that's left of these letters
In a shoebox under my bed
Yeah, I still smell your skin on my pillow
And your pretty words that messed with my head
Baby, I finally know what to do
Lately there are too many things I can't live up to
I know that you've given me purpose
And maybe that worked for a while
At times you convinced me I'm worthless
But who am I kidding
With this lie that I'm living
We should probably break up for a while
All these letters that you wrote to me
With your big plans and sweet poetry
So much more than just ink and stains on the page
Only left me with one thing to say
Baby, I finally know what to do
Lately there are too many things I can't live up to
I know that you've given me purpose
I guess that was kinda your style
At times you convinced me I'm worthless
But who am I kidding
With this lie that I'm living
And where do I fit in
These boxes I'm ticking
We should probably break up for a while
Writer(s): Lucy Woodward
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