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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Emily Weisband
Vocals
The Futuristics
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Emily Weisband
Songwriter
Laura Veltz
Songwriter
Joe Khajadourian
Songwriter
Alex Schwartz
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Futuristics
Producer
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer
David Emery
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
This is why I didn't want to meet your sister
This is why I didn't want to post a picture
This is why, this is why, this is why
This is why, this is why, this is why
Four months to the day and all the sweet is bitter
This what I get for being brave, it figures
This is why, this is why, this is why
This is why, this is why, this is why
If you got something left to say, you better say it
If you're gonna break my heart, you better break it right
Boy, it's your mistake to make
And I'm officially the girl who got away
When I get out of this car
We're dead to me, that's it, don't care, no changes of heart
Don't call, don't write, we're done when I get out of this car
Believe me, babe, I'll walk away, forget your name
I'll swear to God, I don't know who you are
When I get out of this car
This is where you drive away and don't come back
Wake up in the morning like, "damn, I did that"
This is why, this is why, this is why
This is why, this is why, this is why
If you got something left to say, you better say it (say it)
If you're gonna break my heart, you better break it right (break it right)
Boy, it's your mistake to make
And I'm officially the girl who got away
When I get out of this car
We're dead to me, that's it, don't care, no changes of heart
Don't call, don't write, we're done when I get out of this car
Believe me, babe, I'll walk away, forget your name
I'll swear to God, I don't know who you are
When I get out of this car
Don't think I won't do it
Don't think I won't prove it
Just because I imagined us getting married, having babies
Doesn't mean that I won't let you go
Ah, no, it doesn't mean that I won't let you go
When I get out of this car
We're dead to me, that's it, don't care, no changes of heart
Don't call, don't write, we're done when I get out of this car
Believe me, babe, I'll walk away, forget your name
I'll swear to God, I don't know who you are
When I get out of this car
Writer(s): Alex Schwartz, Joe Khajadourian, Emily Weisband, Laura Veltz
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