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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Stella Donnelly
Lap Steel Guitar
Thom Stewart
Vocals
George Foster
Guitar
Marcel Tussie
Drums
Jennifer Aslett
Bass
Jack Gaby
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stella Donnelly
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Stella Donnelly
Producer
Anna Laverty
Producer
Broderick Madden-Scott
Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
They said you called and you were perfectly nice
A real pearl that needed a bite
White knuckled mum in the passenger seat
The home invaded, trying to sleep
[Verse 2]
Time to open up
How was your day? How was your day?
Feels like breaking up
Calling my name, calling my name
[Verse 3]
A polite conversation about unclaimed mail
Felt like a deadly lit candle left up in a room
An old piece of currency for a dollar at the open market
You had the best car in the street but there was nowhere to park it
And you said, "I can't do this anymore, I can't do this anymore"
We let our patterns and bad behaviours take over
I'm no longer keeping score
Levelheadedness has made way for a disastrous love
I know it, you know it
[Verse 4]
Time to open up
How was your day? How was your day?
Feels like breaking up
Calling my name, calling my name
[Verse 5]
Time to open up
How was your day? How was your day?
And it feels like breaking up
Calling my name, calling my name
[Verse 6]
Never want to be the one to call it off
Never want to be the one to call it off
Never want to be the one to call it off
Never want to be the one to call it off
[Verse 7]
Time to open up
How was your day? How was your day?
Feels like breaking up
Calling my name, calling my name
[Verse 8]
Time to open up
How was your day? How was your day?
And it feels like breaking up
Calling my name, calling my name
Written by: George Foster, Jennifer Aslett, Stella Donnelly