Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Olivia Dean
Vocals
Oli Bayston
Programming
Finn Zeferino-Birchall
Guitar
Leo Taylor
Drums
Duncan Tootill
Horn
Sam Hudson Scott
Horn
Taurean John Antoine-Chagar
Horn
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Olivia Dean
Songwriter
Jonny Lattimer
Songwriter
Oli Bayston
Horn Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Oli Bayston
Producer
SYD KEMP
Recording Engineer
Iain Berryman
Recording Engineer
Nathan Boddy
Mixing Engineer
Matt Colton
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
I wanna talk but the football's on
Is holding hands too much to ask?
I know you can multitask
Is it me or the game that's wrong?
I know your hands, know your mouth
Miss your mind, I can't work out
And just when I think I've cracked you
You do a password change
Sometimes you're so familiar
Sometimes, so strange
I'm just tryna learn you
'Cause your love don't come
With instructions
I guess I still got no clue
'Cause your love don't come
With instructions
Oh, I can be a handful
That you so easily handle
So it kills me that I still don't know
What's going on
We go out, you're just on your phone
We don't have to stay so late
If you would just communicate
Oh, I don't wanna wake up
And see you with your shoes on
Heading out all quiet and cross
I guess somehow, I pissed you off
And just when I think I've cracked you
You do a password change
Sometimes you're so familiar
Sometimes, so strange
I'm just tryna learn you
'Cause your love don't come
with instructions
I guess I still got no clue
'Cause your love don't come
with instructions
Oh, I can be a handful
That you so easily handle
So it kills me that I still don't know
What's going on
What's going on
What's going on
I'm just tryna learn you
'Cause your love don't come
with instructions
I guess I still got no clue
'Cause your love don't come
with instructions
Oh, I can be a handful
That you so easily handle
So it kills me that I still don't know
What's going on
I wanna talk but the football's on
Writer(s): Jonny Lattimer, Olivia Lauryn Dean
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