Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Whitehall
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Davis Rowe
Songwriter
Brennan Clark
Songwriter
Avery Greeson
Songwriter
Patrick McKiernan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
KEVIN RATTERMAN
Producer
Lyrics
There’s nothing left to you it seems Not even a hint of what were dreams Go ahead
Your wild head means nothing to me
I never see you anymore
You close your eyes when you open the door You call me out
Is this about you wanting more?
All these questions you’re not asking Yet you wanna know it all
You must be so tired from basking In the shadow of your wall
If you decide to come around
Will you even make a sound
I can’t believe
I thought we were breaking ground
Isn’t this such a shame
Wish you would redirect your aim I hate to say it
We will never be the same
All these questions you’re not asking Yet you wanna know it all
You must be so tired from basking In the shadow of your wall
You can knock me down to size In one motion
My last resort is cutting ties With the ocean
Remember when I said hello You were so young
And as I walked so fast below It was your name I sung
Written by: Avery Greeson, Brennan Clark, Davis Rowe, Patrick McKiernan