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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
J.Fla
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Taggart
Songwriter
Frederic Kennett
Songwriter
Shaun Frank
Songwriter
Ashley Frangipane
Songwriter
Isaac Slade
Songwriter
Joe King
Songwriter
Joseph King
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andrew Taggart
Producer
Ashley Frangipane
Producer
Frederic Kennett
Producer
Isaac Slade
Producer
Shaun Frank
Producer
Lyrics
Hey, I was doing just fine before I met you
I drink too much and that's an issue, but I'm okay
Hey, you tell your friends it was nice to meet them
But I hope I never see them again
I know it breaks your heart
Moved to the city in a broke down car
And four years, no calls
Now you're lookin' pretty in a hotel bar
And I-I-I can't stop
No, I-I-I can't stop
So baby, pull me closer
In the backseat of your Rover
That I know you can't afford
Bite the tattoo on your shoulder
Pull the sheets right off the corner
Of the mattress that you stole
From your roommate back in Boulder
We ain't ever getting older
We ain't ever getting older
You look as good as the day I met you
I forgot just why I left you, I was insane
Stay and play that Blink-182 song
That we beat to death in Tuscon, okay?
I know it breaks your heart
Moved to the city in a broke down car
And four years, no calls
Now I'm lookin' pretty in a hotel bar
And I-I-I can't stop
No, I-I-I can't stop
So baby, pull me closer
In the backseat of your Rover
That I know you can't afford
Bite the tattoo on your shoulder
Pull the sheets right off the corner
Of the mattress that you stole
From your roommate back in Boulder
We ain't ever getting older
We ain't ever getting older
Writer(s): Andrew Taggart, Shaun Charles Frank, Isaac Edward Slade, Ashley Frangipane, Joseph A. King, Frederic Freddy Kennett
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