Upcoming Concerts for Trophy Eyes
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Trophy Eyes
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Floreani
Composer
Jeremy Winchester
Composer
Blake Caruso
Composer
Shane Edwards
Composer
Andrew Hallett
Composer
Fletcher Matthews
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Shane Edwards
Mixing Engineer
Fletcher Matthews
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
It's been on my mind
Heard it all the time
Wasted flesh on glorious design
Bathed in LED
Your back turned to me
A silhouette is all that I can see
[PreChorus]
Never wanted you to inherit my youth
There's something wrong with me, now there's something wrong with you
And what are we if not the things we do?
[Chorus]
Just another weekend on the edge of my bed
Corner of the room remains my point of view
Another night, I barely made it through
Just another weekend on the edge of my bed
Wake up to the streetlight, split my room in two
And in the dark, I still belong to you
[Verse 2]
Did the best you could
With what you had
Does that make you bad, bad?
And I know I should
But I can't call you back
I hope you understand that
[PreChorus]
Never wanted you to inherit my youth
There's something wrong with me, now there's something wrong with you
And what are we if not the things we do?
[Chorus]
Just another weekend on the edge of my bed
Corner of the room remains my point of view
Another night, I barely made it through
Just another weekend on the edge of my bed
Wake up to the streetlight, split my room in two
And in the dark, I still belong to you
[Bridge]
I wish I could love you
And I wish you were dead
I wish I could love you
I wish you were dead
I wish I could love you
And I wish you were dead
[Chorus]
Just another weekend on the edge of my bed
Corner of the room remains my point of view
Another night, I barely made it through
Just another weekend on the edge of my bed
Wake up to the streetlight, split my room in two
And in the dark, I still belong to you
Written by: Andrew Hallett, Blake Caruso, Fletcher Matthews, Jeremy Winchester, John Floreani, Shane Edwards