Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gracie Abrams
Vocals
Aaron Dessner
Piano
James McAlister
Synthesizer
Justin Vernon
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gracie Abrams
Songwriter
Aaron Dessner
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gracie Abrams
Producer
Aaron Dessner
Producer
Serban Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
Randy Merrill
Mastering Engineer
Bella Blasko
Recording Engineer
James McAlister
Recording Engineer
Bryce Bordone
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
I told you things that I never said
You're the golden boy and my worst regret
So I cut the cost and I limit feeling
You were all it once 'til the fade to black
Took your cigarettes and poems back
You were in my hands, now you're on my ceiling
But how's the city been?
You get recognized at the local bar
By the drunken guys and the starlit girls, they claw for pieces
Do you give a few? Do you like that?
Do you freak out or get sad?
Do you go home or am I reaching? (Hm)
Hey, wait, guess what?
Yesterday, I stopped and played it safe
Instead of walking straight to you to say
"Stay, never mind, okay," don't mean it
Plus you've changed, not much
But just enough to throw away
Fake fantasies and games
I've lost a year, it's strange
Composed a hundred ways to tell you
"Hey, what if I took your call
As more than just a call?
As writing on the walls?" You built this cage
Lost color in my face
You're fair and I'm insane
Hallucination, shame, guilt
Pain, more pain
(Don't let them) know we're in pain
(Don't let them) know we're in pain
(Don't let them) know we're in pain (ah)
(Don't let them, don't let them know)
I told you things that I never said
To anybody else, I regret them
But I'll pack it up and practice leaving, mm
You were all at once 'til the fade to black
'Til the yellow glow turned a little sad
You were in my hands, but you're good at leaving
Writer(s): Aaron Brooking Dessner, Gracie Madigan Abrams
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