Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ben McKee
Bass Guitar
Dan Reynolds
Lead Vocals
Daniel Platzman
Drums
Wayne Sermon
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dan Reynolds
Songwriter
Daniel Platzman
Songwriter
Ben McKee
Songwriter
Wayne Sermon
Songwriter
Daniel Platzman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Imagine Dragons
Producer
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Chris Galland
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Ike Schultz
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Robert Root
Engineer
Lyrics
I'm sorry for everything, oh, everything I've done
Yeah!
Am I out of touch? Am I out of my place
When I keep sayin' that I'm lookin' for an empty space?
Oh, I'm wishin' you're here
But I'm wishin' you're gone
I can't have you and I'm only gonna do you wrong
Oh, I'm gonna mess this up
Oh, this is just my luck
Over and over and over again
I'm sorry for everything, oh, everything I've done
From the second that I was born, it seems I had a loaded gun
And then I shot, shot, shot a hole
Through everything I loved
Oh, I shot, shot, shot a hole
Through every single thing that I loved
Toronto!
Am I out of luck? Am I waiting to break?
When I keep sayin' that I'm lookin' for a way to escape
Oh, I'm wishin' I had
What I'd taken for granted
I can't have you when I'm only gonna do you wrong
Oh, I'm gonna mess this up
Oh, this is just my luck
Over and over and over again
I'm sorry for everything, oh, everything I've done
From the second that I was born, it seems I had a loaded gun
And then I shot, shot, shot a hole
Through everything I loved
Oh, I shot, shot, shot a hole
Through every single thing that I loved
In the meantime, we let it go
At the roadside we used to know
We can let this drift away, let this drift away
At the bay side, where you used to show
In the moonlight, where we let it go
We can let this drift away, let this drift away
And there's always time to change your mind
Oh, there's always time to change your mind
Oh, love, can you hear me?
Oh, let it drift away
I'm sorry for everything, oh, everything I've done
From the second that I was born, it seems I had a loaded gun
And then I shot, shot, shot a hole
Through everything I loved
Oh, let me make it up to you (Oh, I shot, shot, shot a hole)
Let me make it up to you
In the meantime, we let it go
At the roadside we used to know
We can let this drift away, let this drift away
At the bay side, where you used to show
In the moonlight, where we let it go
We can let this drift away, let this drift away
'Cause you've always got to change your mind
'Cause you've always got to change your mind
Oh, love, can you hear me?
Oh, let it drift away
Yeah!
Yeah!
Toronto!
Come on!
Oh, oh, oh
Writer(s): Daniel Coulter Reynolds, Daniel Wayne Sermon, Benjamin Arthur Mckee, Daniel James Platzman
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