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SOHN
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Taylor
Songwriter
Jillian Rose Banks
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
SOHN
Producer
Chris Spilfogel
Recording Engineer
Seth Perez
Assistant Recording Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Chris Galland
Mixing Engineer
Jeff Jackson
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Robin Florent
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Pete Lyman
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Open up your eyes
There's nothing on my body left to see
I tried a thousand times
I tried to say "I love you", but you didn't hear me
And you're passive-aggressive
Convinced me other people didn't care about me
And you're passive-aggressive
You're passive-aggressive
You're passive-aggressive, hey
And to think you would get me to the altar
Like I'd follow you around like a dog that needs water
But admit it that you wanted me smaller
If you would've let me grow you could've kept my love
Ode to my two thighs
I still want you to kiss 'em 'cause they're lonely
And why you so surprised?
And when I said "I miss you", you never believed me
And we were so depressive
You and me together, we were gemini feed
And we were so depressive
We were so depressive
We were so depressive, hey
And to think you would get me to the altar
Like I'd follow you around like a dog that needs water
But admit it that you wanted me smaller
If you would've let me grow you could have kept my love
And to think you would get me to the altar
Like I'd follow you around like a dog that needs water
But admit it that you wanted me smaller
If you would've let me grow you could have kept my love
And to think you would get me to the altar
Like I'd follow you around like a dog that needs water
But admit it that you wanted me smaller
If you would've let me grow you could have kept my love
Writer(s): Jillian Banks, Sohn
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