Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Whitest Boy Alive
The Whitest Boy Alive
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Erlend Øye
Erlend Øye
Songwriter

Lyrics

You keep your cards so close to your chest
You're making me confused
It's hidden deep, what you need to address
If you want it to resume
Aching and longing never-ending fireworks
Let it be, let it be, let it be, oh, baby, let it hurt
The heat is on for the action to speed up
And tension to ease
We could keep talking but only be certain
Through physical means
Patience is just another word for getting old
Resolution just as impossible as letting go
Is there a hint of a vulnerable you there
A drift in your eyes?
Could it be that the sharp and the blunt side
Have shifted this time?
I wanted you, you wanted me but he was there
Now let it be, let it be, let it be, oh, baby, let it bare
Written by: Erlend Øye
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