Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
CHASE WRIGHT
CHASE WRIGHT
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
CHASE WRIGHT
CHASE WRIGHT
Songwriter
Ned Cameron
Ned Cameron
Songwriter
Cole Miracle
Cole Miracle
Songwriter
Beau Bailey
Beau Bailey
Songwriter
Graham Barham
Graham Barham
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ned Cameron
Ned Cameron
Producer

Letras

(Give me that fire in your eyes) (That whiskey burn on your lips) (Let's treat our last goodbye like it don't exist) Hold on, where you been, girl? Gotta say what's on my mind I been holding it in, girl Ever since the last time That we both went our separate ways Yeah, it might be a mistake That's the chance I gotta take So let's take it Give me that fire in your eyes That whiskey burn on your lips Let's treat our last goodbye like it don't exist We'll skip the making it right Just walk right back through my door And let me love you like we've never been done before I said this'll be my last whiskey You said this'll be your last wine Every time you lean in to kiss me We said this'll be the last time Since we both went our separate ways Yeah, it might be a mistake That's the chance I gotta take So let's take it Give me that fire in your eyes That whiskey burn on your lips Let's treat our last goodbye like it don't exist We'll skip the making it right Just walk right back through my door And let me love you like we've never been done before Give me that fire in your eyes That whiskey burn on your lips Let's treat our last goodbye like it don't exist We'll skip the making it right Just walk right back through my door And let me love you like we've never been done before (Never been done before) (Just walk right back through my door) (We both went our separate ways) (That's the chance I gotta take)
Writer(s): Chase Wright, Edward Mcguire Cameron, Graham Barham, Beau Bailey, James Colson Miracle Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out