Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sam Hunt
Vocals
Luke Laird
Programming
Zach Crowell
Programming
Ilya Toshinskiy
Acoustic Guitar
Jeneé Fleenor
Fiddle
Russ Pahl
Pedal Steel Guitar
Webb Pierce
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sam Hunt
Songwriter
Luke Laird
Songwriter
Shane McAnally
Songwriter
Josh Osborne
Songwriter
Ashley Gorley
Songwriter
Audrey Grisham
Songwriter
Russ Hull
Songwriter
Mary Jean Shurtz
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Luke Laird
Producer
Zach Crowell
Producer
Jim Cooley
Mixing Engineer
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
There stands the glass
That will ease all my pain
That will settle my brain
It's my first one today
There stands the glass
That-that will ease all my pain
That-that will settle my brain
It-it's my first one today
Ay
I saw your sister at work
I saw your mama at church
I'm pretty sure I saw your car at the mall
I see your face in the clouds
I smell your perfume in crowds
I swear your number's all my phone wants to call
It's kinda funny how I can't seem
To get away from you
It's almost like you don't want me to
You've got a cold heart and the cold hard truth
I got a bottle of whiskey, but I got no proof
That you showed up tonight in that dress
Just to mess with my head
So much for so long
Out of sight, out of mind
Girl, you're looking so good
It's driving me out of mine
Oh, you're breaking my heart
Baby, you're playing hard to forget
Told me to leave all your things
Out on the porch, on the swing
Come and grab 'em by the end of the week
Well, it's just some jeans and a shirt
But it's a whole lot of hurt
I think I know why you've been dragging your feet
Ain't it funny how I can't seem
To get away from you?
It's almost like you don't want me to
You've got a cold heart and the cold hard truth
I got a bottle of whiskey, but I got no proof
That you showed up tonight in that dress
Just to mess with my head
So much for so long
Out of sight, out of mind
Girl, you're looking so good
It's driving me out of mine
Oh, you're breaking my heart
Baby, you're playing hard to forget
There stands the glass
That-that will ease all my pain
That-that will settle my brain
It-it's my first one today
You've got a cold heart and the cold hard truth
I got a bottle of whiskey, but I got no proof
That you showed up tonight in that dress
Just to mess with my head
So much for so long
Out of sight, out of mind
Girl, you're looking so good
It's driving me out of mine
Oh, you're breaking my heart
Baby, you're playing hard to forget
Oh honey, I'm falling apart
You're playing hard to forget
Writer(s): Meary Jean Shurtz, Ashley Glenn Gorley, Shane L. Mcanally, Russ E. Hull, Audrey Grisham, Josh Osborne, Luke Robert Laird, Sam Lawry Hunt
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