Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mark Hoppus
Vocals
Simple Creatures
Performer
Alex Gaskarth
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Zakk Cervini
Composer
Mark Hoppus
Composer
Alex Gaskarth
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Zakk Cervini
Producer
Mark Hoppus
Producer
Chris Athens
Recording Engineer
Alex Gaskarth
Producer
Lyrics
The water won't boil, think I've been staring too long
This house is on fire
And I don't want to get out of my bed
Get out of my bed
The streets of this town are cracked and crumbling now
Been tripping for miles
And I don't want to go home to what's left
So tell me what's left
I want to be the driver of your getaway car
Stash the paper bag at the back of the bar
Smile through the pain and run away from your past
Leave the handgun
Take the cash
Can we make an honest woman out of Lucy
Gotta make an honest woman out of Lucy
Sharpen your mouth, let words come tumbling out
Stare into space 'til silence breaks through the crowd
What's next
Was it something she said?
Tighten that grip on heaven just to hold on
No, you don't care what, it's just been too fucking long
Since they said take whatever's left
So tell me about a world that ran away with your heart
Pulled apart your ribs and left you broken and scarred
Smile through the pain and run away from your past
Leave the handgun
Take the cash
Can we make an honest woman out of Lucy
Gotta make an honest woman out of Lucy
Leave the handgun
Take the cash
Hiding out at a lonely diner
Still awake from the night before
So afraid of the past behind you
Lay low from the uniform
Back lot with the blue lights flashing
Radio in a 914
Find yourself on the concrete gasping
Staring up at a uniform
Can we make an honest woman out of Lucy
Gotta make an honest woman out of Lucy
Writer(s): Mark Hoppus, Alexander Gaskarth, Zachary Cervini
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