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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Maisie Peters
Maisie Peters
Vocals
Dan Grech-Marguerat
Dan Grech-Marguerat
Programming
Frances
Frances
Piano
Sam Tsang
Sam Tsang
Synthesizer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Maisie Peters
Maisie Peters
Songwriter
Sophie Frances Cooke
Sophie Frances Cooke
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dan Grech-Marguerat
Dan Grech-Marguerat
Mixing Engineer
Stuart Hawkes
Stuart Hawkes
Mastering Engineer
plantboy
plantboy
Producer
Frances
Frances
Producer
Sam Tsang
Sam Tsang
Producer

Lyrics

So you're calling me drunk and you're outside a club And you're lonely in Soho And you hate everyone and you wish I was there It's no fun goin' solo Now you wanna be friends, always sad on weekends And I was your pick-me-up And I would say "pick me up" But not anymore Who gave it all and held you up When nobody else gave a fuck? Who bailed you out? That was all me Who was your biggest fan and oldest friend? Your steady hand, you traded in Still stuck around Well, that was all me But this is on you It's your bed, babe, it's your funeral This is on you Did my best, babe, and you threw it all Did all I could do And you need me now, but I'm clockin' out So this is on you (Ooh-ooh) This is on you (Ooh-ooh) And I get that you're hurt, having issues at work Always fight with your father But for years I was there, had your back It's not fair how you took me for granted I went down with the ship, always your therapist Always your good luck charm, hanging on to your arm But not anymore Who gave it all and held you up When nobody else gave a fuck? Who bailed you out? That was all me Who was your biggest fan and oldest friend? Your steady hand, you traded in Still stuck around Well, that was all me But this is on you It's your bed, babe, it's your funeral This is on you Did my best, babe, and you threw it all Did all I could do And you need me now, but I'm clockin' out So this is on you (Ooh-ooh) This is on you (Ooh-ooh) Who gave it all and held you up When nobody else gave a fuck? Who bailed you out? That was all me Who was your biggest fan and oldest friend? Your steady hand, you traded in Still stuck around That was all me But this is on you It's your bed, babe, it's your funeral This is on you Did my best, babe, and you threw it all Did all I could do And you need me now, but I'm clockin' out So this is on you (Ooh-ooh) This is on you (Ooh-ooh) But this is on you It's your bed, babe, it's your funeral This is on you Did my best, babe, and you threw it all Did all I could do And you need me now, but I'm clockin' out So this is on you (Ooh-ooh) This is on you (Ooh-ooh)
Writer(s): Sophie Frances Cooke, Maisie Hannah Peters Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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