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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lauv
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Cunningham
Songwriter
Ryan Ogren
Songwriter
Ari Leff
Songwriter
Simon Rosen
Songwriter
Sophie Cates
Songwriter
Jamil Chammas
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lauv
Producer
John Cunningham
Producer
Mike Crossey
Mixing Engineer
Ryan Ogren
Producer
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer
Digi
Producer
Simon Says!
Producer
Lyrics
Can I tell you a story
'Bout a boy who broke his own heart?
And he always blamed everybody else
But the truth is that he did it to himself
He made a couple song and they got big
And he thought that he could do whatever he wanted
But it all left him with a hole in his heart
Ooh, oo-ooh
Money buys you happiness
But, ooh, oo-ooh
Doesn't buy you time
The more that I get older
The less I wanna be sober
And I can't quit, goddamnit
And maybe I'm just broken
And I'll never admit it
But I wish that I was younger
Yeah, 26 and rich
How the hell did it come to this?
And I wish I could tell you
Everything is perfect, but it's not
I was starin' at the ceilin' for, like, ten days
But I'm pretty sure that I forgot
What it's like to be a person that doesn't think
That everything he does just sucks
Ooh, it's a perfect world until it's not
Ooh, oo-ooh
Money buys you happiness
But, ooh, oo-ooh
Doesn't buy you time
The more that I get older
The less I wanna be sober
And I can't quit, goddamnit
And maybe I'm just broken
And I'll never admit it
But I wish that I was younger
Yeah, 26 and rich
How the hell did it come to this?
The more that I get older
The less I wanna be sober
Yeah, 26 and rich
How the hell did it come to this?
Writer(s): Sophie Cates, Simon Rosen, Johnny Cunningham, Jamil George Chamas, Ari Leff, Ryan Ogren
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