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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Andrew Stephen Campanelli
Andrew Stephen Campanelli
Drums
George M Gekas
George M Gekas
Bass
Michael Girardot
Michael Girardot
Trumpet
Robert Ingraham
Robert Ingraham
Saxophone
Zachary Feinberg
Zachary Feinberg
Guitar
David Shaw
David Shaw
Lead Vocals
Ed Williams
Ed Williams
Pedal Steel Guitar
Maggie Koerner
Maggie Koerner
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Stephen Campanelli
Andrew Stephen Campanelli
Songwriter
Zachary Feinberg
Zachary Feinberg
Songwriter
Michael Girardot
Michael Girardot
Songwriter
George M Gekas
George M Gekas
Songwriter
David Shaw
David Shaw
Songwriter
Ed Williams
Ed Williams
Songwriter
Robert Ingraham
Robert Ingraham
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ben Ellman
Ben Ellman
Producer
Chris Finney
Chris Finney
Engineer
Dave Cooley
Dave Cooley
Mastering Engineer
Jay Wesley
Jay Wesley
Assistant Engineer
Vance Powell
Vance Powell
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Said she wanna tell me everything all night long
She said she wanna get her name into a song
So we go dancin' in the daylight, and everything is good right now
I can hold my pain in, and we can have our love for a while
[Verse 2]
But you better stop and save yourself
You can have anyone else
Stop and save yourself
You could have anyone else
Stop and save yourself
You can have anyone else
Stop, save yourself
Ooh, you better save yourself
[Verse 3]
She said she wanna get up into my biz for a day
And I could haver, I could keep her, but I can't make it rain
And so I'm listenin' to the rain drum, listenin' to the silent sound, yeah
While I'm hearin' everybody else screamin' out loud
[Verse 4]
Boy, you better stop and save yourself
You could have anyone else
Stop and save yourself
You could have anyone else
Stop, save yourself
You can have anyone else
Stop, save yourself
Ooh, you better save yourself
Ooh, you better save yourself
[Verse 5]
Yeah, I'm sleepin' with a snake tonight
And nowadays, what's wrong feels right
I was a bastard of the worst kind
I looked you in the eyes, still told you a lie
Drinkin' cheap champagne, no, I can't complain
Pushed into the lights, these are the pressures of fame
And it's still all good, there's only one thing wrong
You know what it is, and I told you
Well, I'm a monster
[Verse 6]
I'm turnin' into a monster
And I don't wanna be a monster anymore, no
I've gotta leave you alone
But, I can't leave you alone
Written by: Andrew Stephen Campanelli, David William Shaw, Edward George Williams, George M Gekas, Michael Girardot, Robert Ingraham, Zachary Feinberg
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