Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Phoneboy
Performer
Ayad Al Adhamy
Tambourine
Wyn Barnum
Lead Vocals
Richard Dana
Lead Vocals
James Fusco
Bass Guitar
Luke Davis
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Justin Magnaye
Songwriter
Wyn Barnum
Songwriter
Richard Dana
Songwriter
James Fusco
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ayad Al Adhamy
Producer
Jim Stewart
Mixing Engineer
Craig Almquist
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
You got me shaking at my bedpost, West Coast
Devil in a red dress, X-O
And I know you'll never be mine
Cycle calling my line
Slipping on your gray Vans, old souls
Tinted with a spray tan, oh no
And I know I'll have to decline
The cycle broke in my mind
[Verse 2]
She keeps me coming
All the time
I pull the trigger
And hit your line
She keeps me coming
All the time
I want Nirvana
But never mind
[Verse 3]
Drunk texts keep me sober
Hope it's not all over
[Verse 4]
It's looking like a dead night, let's go
Running through the red lights, hell no
Now I know you're not worth my time
The cycle broke in my mind
[Verse 5]
She keeps me coming
All the time
I pull the trigger
And hit your line
She keeps me coming
All the time
I want Nirvana
But never mind
[Verse 6]
You say that you miss me but
I text and I call but you won't pick up
It's sent and delivered, like what the fuck?
Don't leave me on read like a Solo cup
You say that you miss me but I'm still gone
You text and you call but my phone's not on
I need CPR, please call 911
Defibrillate all of my fated flaws, oh
[Verse 7]
Drunk texts keep me sober
Hope it's not all over
Ripping out the throttle
Sipping empty bottles
Drunk texts keep me sober
Hope it's not all over now, now
[Verse 8]
She keeps me coming
All the time
I pull the trigger
And hit your line
She keeps me coming
All the time
I want Nirvana
But never mind
[Verse 9]
Drunk texts keep me sober
Hope it's not all over, now
Written by: James Fusco, Justin Magnaye, Richard Dana, Wyn Barnum