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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yuna
Yuna
Vocals
Tyler, The Creator
Tyler, The Creator
Vocals
Robin Hannibal
Robin Hannibal
Drums
Thomas Drayton
Thomas Drayton
Bass
Joel Van Dijk
Joel Van Dijk
Guitar
Simon Huber
Simon Huber
Cello
Ginny Luke
Ginny Luke
Violin
Rob Cohen
Rob Cohen
Performer
Rex Rideout
Rex Rideout
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Yunalis Mat Zara’ai
Yunalis Mat Zara’ai
Composer
Robin Braun
Robin Braun
Composer
Chloe Angelides
Chloe Angelides
Composer
Tyler Okonma
Tyler Okonma
Composer
Carlo Pes
Carlo Pes
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Robin Hannibal
Robin Hannibal
Producer
Davey Donaldson
Davey Donaldson
Vocal Recording Engineer
Rob Cohen
Rob Cohen
Vocal Producer
Rex Rideout
Rex Rideout
Vocal Producer
Stan Greene
Stan Greene
Mixing Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Hold up
Got a minute for me, yeah
I know, I just show up
Didn’t know I got a call before
Maybe you could spare a minute
"Sit down," you said
I got way too much confidence
[Chorus]
Honestly, you didn’t see the best in me
It feels like you’re mocking me
And now I’ve gone off so far away
A castaway
[Verse 2]
But you don’t even remember what you did back then, oh yeah
No, it didn’t take forever for me to move on
Make it work
Somehow I know
[Chorus]
Honestly, you didn’t see the best in me (Didn't see the best in me)
It feels like you’re mocking me
And now I’ve gone off so far away
A castaway
[Verse 3]
Think about what we had
I guess I’ve always known I never had the chance
You were never gonna give me a fair shot, yeah
Leave it all in the past
No use tryna dig up all the good times
Too bad, you got way too much confidence
[Chorus]
Honestly, it wasn’t so hard to see (Honestly)
That you’re not the one for me (You're not the one for me)
Yeah, I’d rather be so far away
A castaway
[Verse 4]
Ayo, no point in lying
No point in trying anymore
Change in direction and now I’m flying through the door
Am I being used?
Question kinda dumb
It’s rhetorical and some at this point I wanna run
I don’t need no handout
I'ma cook solo and we'll see how it pan out
Make it too hot, I might have to bring the fan out
Now to drown you out
I ain’t know it could blow that loud, damn
[Verse 5]
We don’t work out
Beer belly is on horizon
You don’t hear me now
You really don’t have Verizon
Do we need sirens?
'Cause I need help
If I was a pair of pants, I'd be looking for a belt
'Cause you always bring me down
And I’m looking for an up
So it’s gotten to a point where I do this shit myself
Am I being used?
Question kinda dumb, it's rhetorical
And some at this point I wanna run
[Verse 6]
Gotta get, gotta get, hey
Gotta get, gotta get, hey
Gotta get, gotta get, hey
Gotta get, gotta get, hey
[Bridge]
Gotta get, gotta get, hey
Gotta get, gotta get away
Gotta get, gotta get, hey
But you don't even remember, yeah
[Chorus]
Honestly, you didn’t see the best in me (Honestly, you didn't see the best in me)
It feels like you’re mocking me (It feels like you're mocking me)
And now I’ve gone off so far away
A castaway
Written by: Carlo Pes, Chloe Angelides, Robin Braun, Tyler Okonma, Yunalis Mat Zara’ai
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