Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Charlie Cunningham
Acoustic Guitar
Sam Scott
Keyboards
Ben Daniel
Bass Guitar
William Gates
Drums
Liam Hutton
Drums
Duncan Tootill
Horn
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Charlie Cunningham
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sam Scott
Producer
Duncan Tootill
Recording Engineer
Brett Shaw
Recording Engineer
Cherif Hashizume
Recording Engineer
Christian Wright
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
We're not gonna have that talk, it's already been said
I'd given you my hand before, get too easily led
Played my heartstrings so perfectly, left unraveling
Won't further than you know
I'm sure flowers still need to grow though
I'm sorry
You don't even enter my thoughts
I don't wait for your calls
You can pretend 'til the end, I walked you out my door
Inside, been working hard, I get by
Just keeping ahead of their headlights
I used to be the one you'd call, and you'd always get fed
You should learn to stand up tall, not spend hours in bed
Now my heart sings in different keys with new harmony
Come further than you know, I'm sure
Flowers still need to grow though
I'm sorry
You don't even enter my thoughts
And I don't wait for your calls
You can pretend 'til the end, I walked you out my door
Inside, been working hard, I get by
Just keeping ahead of their headlights
But don't be taking it lightly, unwise
Just go sharpen your mind
Eventually, you'll pay the price
We've all got hills to climb
And sleepless nights
You don't even enter my thoughts
And I don't wait for your calls
You can pretend 'til the end, I walked you out my door
Inside, been working hard, I get by
Just keeping ahead of their headlights
You could escape those thoughts
You could open new doors
Maybe you'd jump to the front, maybe you'd pass us all
Inside, been working hard, I get by
Just keeping ahead of their headlights
Writer(s): Charles James Cunningham
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