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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Maisie Peters
Maisie Peters
Background Vocals
Joe Rubel
Joe Rubel
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Maisie Peters
Maisie Peters
Songwriter
Brad Ellis
Brad Ellis
Songwriter
Jez Ashurst
Jez Ashurst
Songwriter
Joe Rubel
Joe Rubel
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joe Rubel
Joe Rubel
Producer
Jamie McEvoy
Jamie McEvoy
Engineer
Robert Sellens
Robert Sellens
Engineer
Stuart Hawkes
Stuart Hawkes
Mastering Engineer
Mark "Spike" Stent
Mark "Spike" Stent
Mixing Engineer
Matt Wolach
Matt Wolach
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Tris Ellis
Tris Ellis
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

You're rolling like a stone You're laughing like a kid You're calling like the future Then you're closed up like a fist Lost my page when you kissed me Now I remember the whole book She almost loses her way 'cause She followed him after one look You could take me to Neverland, baby We could live off of magic and maybes But I know the girl that you want and it scares me Behind every lost boy, there's always a Wendy And you're pretty like a girl 'Til you're vicious like a man (vicious like a man, vicious like) Yeah, you give up like a ghost Leaving halfway through the band (band, band) Then you're evasive on the phone 'Til you're sorry on the floor So, I'm throwing you a bone 'Cause you want me and you're sure If I'm not careful, I'll wake up and we'll be married And I'll still flinch at the sound of a door You could take me to Neverland, baby We could live off of magic and maybes But I know the girl that you want and it scares me Behind every lost boy, there's always a Wendy So I'll lock the window and turn on the AC You'll throw your rocks, and you'll scream that you hate me But it gets old being forever 20 And what about my wings? What about Wendy? Take the hand and go with him Be the clock that he watches Wait until he gets bored and Wanders back to the forest Lose the world that you live in Pretend that it's what you wanted It's a life I could have, I know You could take me to Neverland, baby We could live off of magic and maybes I could love you and wait 'til you're ready But what about my wings? What about Wendy? So, I'll lock the window and turn on the AC You'll throw your rocks, and you'll scream that you hate me But it gets old being forever 20 And what about my wings? What about Wendy? (What about Wendy?) (What about Wendy?) (What about Wendy?) (What about Wendy?)
Writer(s): Maisie Hannah Peters, Joseph Alan Rubel, Brad Ellis, Jez Ashurst Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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