Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
LECADE
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cade Brinkley
Songwriter
Cole Miracle
Songwriter
Beau Bailey
Songwriter
Eddie Eberle
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ambush
Producer
Lyrics
You found that bottle of pills I hid in the dresser drawer
Them teardrops falling like I've never seen before
I was way too high to even cry
When your hand hit the door
But in the eyes, I wonder why
I can't get off the floor
Before you leave me
Let me promise one more time that things'll change
You know I'd walk through hell, I wanna ease your pain
So to exercise the voices in my brain
I scream and shout to me that I'll do
So give up on me
I'm a waste of time
I'm a long-lost cause weighing on your mind (on your mind)
Yeah, I'll see you later doesn't cut deep enough
Then ain't nothing gonna sober me up, sober me up
I guess your mama's right, I'm heading nowhere fast
I might be your worst mistake
But you won't be my last
Well, I was way too high to start a fight
When your hand hit the door
I half way hope you don't come back
So I can't hurt you no more
So give up on me
I'm a waste of time
I'm a long-lost cause weighing on your mind (on your mind)
Yeah, I'll see you later doesn't cut deep enough
Then ain't nothing gonna sober me up, sober me up
Before you leave me (before you leave me)
Let me promise one more time that things'll change (things'll change)
Even though they can't
So give up on me
I'm a waste of time
I'm a long-lost cause weighing on your mind (on your mind)
Yeah, I'll see you later doesn't cut deep enough
Then ain't nothing gonna sober me up, sober me up
Writer(s): Eddie Eberle, Cade Brinkley, Beau Bailey, James Colson Miracle
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