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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Thursday
Performer
Tucker Rule
Drums
Tom Keeley
Guitar
Geoff Rickly
Vocals
Steve Pedulla
Guitar
Tim Gilles
Keyboards
Timothy Charles Payne
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tim Payne
Composer
Geoff Rickly
Composer
Steve Pedulla
Composer
Robert Keeley III
Composer
Thomas Rule
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sal Villanueva
Producer
Joe Pedulla
Engineer
Arun Venkatesh
Engineer
Erin Farley
Engineer
Lee Zappas
Assistant Recording Engineer
Mike Lapierre
Assistant Recording Engineer
Rumblefish
Mixing Engineer
Coady Brown
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
This is what you see when you look in my direction
Incandescent corsets draw eyes tight like wires
This is how it feels, calling out but no one even hears
The signals that we send over the air
Over the air
Over the air
Over the air
When you say my name
I want to split it from your lips
And hide like whispers in the rain
When you say (when you say)
My name (when you say it)
I want to stop it in your lungs
And collect all of your blood to put in the radio
Is this how it feels
When you don't even fit into your own skin?
And it's getting tighter
Everyday I'm getting smaller
If I keep holding my breath I'm going to disappear
When you say my name
I want to split it from your lips
And hide like whispers in the rain
When you say (when you say)
My name (when you say it)
I want to stop it in your lungs
And collect all of your blood to put in the radio
There's nowhere to hide
They stole the love from our lives to put the sex on the radio
There's nowhere to hide
They stole the love from our lives to put the sex on
If I keep holding my breath all of this will fade away
If you keep driving we'll be lying in the wreck
Changing the shape, folding like an envelope to keep each other in
Shattered glass, broken looks
And mascara gets washed away by windshield wiper blades
Safe, safe
When you say (when you say)
My name (when you say my name)
I want to split it from your lips
And hide like whispers in the rain
When you say (when you say)
My name (my name)
I want to stop it in your lungs
And collect all of your blood to put in the radio
There's nowhere to hide
They stole the love from our lives to put the sex on the radio
There's nowhere to hide
They stole the love from our lives to put the sex on the radio
Yeah, that's where we hide
The love and lies and sex, on the radio
Writer(s): Robert Keeley Iii, Timothy Payne, Steven Pedulla, Geoffrey Rickly, Thomas Rule
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