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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dead Sara
Performer
Emily Armstrong
Vocals
Ryan Blohm
Bass
Sean Friday
Drums
Siouxsie Medley
Lead Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Emily Armstrong
Songwriter
Noah Shain
Songwriter
Ryan Blohm
Songwriter
Sean Friday
Songwriter
Siouxsie Medley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Noah Shain
Producer
Sean Friday
Producer
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
When you piece it all together
They're just fragments of imagination
Leave mid-conversation, so frustrated
With your hands up, hands up, woo
Hands up, hands up
Hands up, hands up
Pulling the tulips up by the roots
Shaking off the dirt to get a look at you
Throwing the heartache onto the flame
Landing just where my body lay
And I don't believe that look in your eye
Give me a reason to even try
Yeah, you're waiting for me to mess it up
Yeah, so you can say that you've had enough
Well, I've had enough
As you leave mid-conversation, so frustrated
With your hands up, hands up
Yeah, you're waiting for me to mess it up
Yeah, well, I am
The power to choose and the right to refuse
You said it doesn't matter, but it bothers you
Full-blown panic, you were howling at the moon
It's hard to forget what you never knew
I don't believe that look in your eye
Saying nothing said it
Yeah, you're waiting for me to mess it up
Yeah, so you can say that you've had enough
Well, I've had enough
As you leave mid-conversation, so frustrated
With your hands up, hands up
Yeah, you're waiting for me to mess it up
And I feel frustration
But I couldn't talk out loud
Clear desperation
I'm blacking out
When you piece it all together
They're just fragments of imagination
Leave mid-conversation, so frustrated
With your hands up
Yeah, you're waiting for me to mess it up
Yeah, so you can say that you've had enough
Well, I've had enough
As you leave mid-conversation, so frustrated
With your hands up, hands up
Yeah, you're waiting for me to mess it up
Oh yeah
Written by: Emily Armstrong, Noah Shain, Ryan Blohm, Sean Friday, Siouxsie Medley