Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Arlie
Performer
Carson Lystad
Electric Guitar
Nathaniel Banks
Electric Guitar
Ryan Savage
Electric Guitar
Adam Lochemes
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Carson Lystad
Songwriter
JT Daly
Songwriter
Nathaniel Banks
Songwriter
Ryan Savage
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
JT Daly
Vocal Producer
Nathaniel Banks
Vocal Producer
Ryan Savage
Producer
Adam Lochemes
Producer
Josh Lovell
Engineer
Logan Matheny
Engineer
Matthew Neighbour
Engineer
Lars Stalfors
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Gabe Drechsler
Vocal Producer
Lyrics
It was raining when you came in
You said, "Sorry, I'm all wet"
I said, "You don't have to be sorry
I'll help you take care of that"
You lay it all out on the table
I said, "There's no need to make a mess
We try to study, don't get a lot done
All busy worried 'bout that test"
College hall's no place for a study date
You couldn't look yourself straight through the mirror
Wasn't my fault to egg you on, I couldn't wait
I should've known you, couldn't hold your own liquor
It's a shorefire but your daddy wouldn't pay
He finds out, I'm going down undercover
You know the truth is loving you was not a mistake
But that's a lotta bad karma
I wouldn't make a bad father
Now you're saying you're gonna leave me
It took a long time to get you there
You're still a hot mess in your white dress
I'm busy trying not to stare
Oh freedom, oh freedom
Like a heartbeat can drive you mad
The thunder outside drowning out my visions
Of what we lost and what we had
College hall's such a cold place to be awake
You couldn't look yourself straight through the mirror
Wasn't my fault to egg you on, I couldn't wait
I should've known you, couldn't hold your own liquor
It's a shorefire but your daddy wouldn't pay
He finds out, I'm going down undercover
You know the truth is loving you was not a mistake
But that's a lotta bad karma
Oh, I wouldn't make a bad father
And I'm afraid that I'm to blame if you give up, Cassie
If I ever make it out of my head
You can have me
Maybe I could stick around
Yeah, I could shape up, settle down
But tonight I'm freaking out
'Cause you won't call
Cold shoulder, pulled over on the interstate
Double take, saw a little face in the mirror
Knew we couldn't tell your mother when I saw your plates
Heated seats but you couldn't speak through the shivers
You zip your jacket, try to hide your red letter A
Half mast, scatter ashes in the water
You know the truth is you could cut this any other way
It's just a lotta bad karma
Oh, I wouldn't make a bad father
But you won't call, no
But you won't
You won't
You won't call
Writer(s): Justin Thomas Daly, Nathaniel Thomas Banks, Ryan Savage, Carson Lystad
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