Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jon Bellion
Vocals
Travis Mendes
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jon Bellion
Songwriter
Travis Mendes
Songwriter
Raul Cubina
Songwriter
Mark "Oji" Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jon Bellion
Producer
Volta
Mixing Engineer
Mark "Oji" Williams
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
I was the knight in shining armor in your movie
Would put your lips on mine and love the aftertaste
Now I'm a ghost, I call your name, you look right through me
You're the reason I'm alone and masturbate
I (I, I)
I've been trying to fix my pride, but that shit's broken
That shit's broken
Lie (lie, lie)
Lie, la-lie, I try to hide, but now you know it
That I'm at an all-time
Low, low, lo-lo-low, low, low, low, low
Low, low, lo-lo-low, low, low, low, low
Low, low, lo-lo-low, low, low, low, low
Low, low, lo-lo-low, low, low, low, low
Low, low, lo-lo-low, low, low, low, low
Low, low, lo-lo-low, low, low, low, low
Low, low, lo-lo-low, low, low, low, low
Low, low, lo-lo-low, low, low, low, low (whoa, whoa-oh-oh)
I was the prototype, like 3 Stacks on that CD
An example of the perfect candidate
Now all your girlfriends say that you don't want to see me
You're the reason that I just can't concentrate
I (I, I)
I've been trying to fix my pride, but that shit's broken
That shit's broken
Lie (lie, lie)
Lie, la-lie, I try to hide, but now you know it
That I'm at an all-time
Low, low, lo-lo-low, low, low, low, low
Low, low, lo-lo-low, low, low, low, low
Low, low, lo-lo-low, low, low, low, low
Low, low, lo-lo-low, low, low, low, low
Low, low, lo-lo-low, low, low, low, low (whoa, whoa)
Low, low, lo-lo-low, low, low, low, low (whoa, whoa-oh-oh)
Low, low, lo-lo-low, low, low, low, low (whoa, whoa)
Low, low, lo-lo-low, low, low, low, low (whoa, whoa-oh-oh)
I (I, I)
I've been trying to fix my pride, but that shit's broken
That shit's broken
Lie (lie, lie)
Lie, la-lie, I try to hide, but now you know it
That I'm at an all-time
Low, low, lo-lo-low, low, low, low, low
Low, low, lo-lo-low, low, low, low, low
Low, low, low, low, low, low
Low, low, lo-lo-low, low, low, low, low
Lie, la-lie, I try to hide, but now you know it
That I'm at an all-time...
Hey!
Low, low, lo-lo-low, low, low, low, low
Low, low, lo-lo-low, low, low, low, low
Low, low, lo-lo-low, low, low, low, low
Low, low, lo-lo-low, low, low, low, low
Low, low, lo-lo-low, low, low, low, low (whoa, whoa)
Low, low, lo-lo-low, low, low, low, low (whoa, whoa-oh-oh)
Low, low, lo-lo-low, low, low, low, low (whoa, whoa)
Low, low, lo-lo-low, low, low, low, low (whoa, whoa-oh-oh)
Low, low, lo-lo-low, low, low, low, low (whoa, whoa)
Low, low, lo-lo-low, low, low, low, low (whoa, whoa-oh-oh)
Low, low, lo-lo-low, low, low, low, low (whoa, whoa)
Low, low, lo-lo-low, low, low, low, low (whoa, whoa-oh-oh)
Writer(s): Jonathan David Bellion, Mark Williams, Raul Cubina, Travis Mendes
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