Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ben Barlow
Lead Vocals
Matt Powles
Percussion
Matthew West
Rhythm Guitar
Sam Bowden
Lead Guitar
Sebastian Barlow
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ben Barlow
Songwriter
Sebastian Barlow
Songwriter
Sam Bowden
Songwriter
Matthew West
Songwriter
Matt Powles
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sebastian Barlow
Producer
Sam Guaiana
Mixing Engineer
Mike Green
Producer
Lyrics
Distraction will be the death of me, oh
Assumption is the mother of all fuck ups
And I've been assuming that things are all working out
But this won't be the first time that I've been wrong about you
You're so smart
But my love just ain't enough
Maybe that's okay
I was thinking about fucking myself anyway
It's not like me to be so weak
You got me good, you cut me deep
It's honestly, probably
The heartbreak of the century
Affectionately, you fucked me over
Depression is the devil on my shoulder
That I can't suppress and I feel the desperation
No longer recognize the face that's staring back at me
Are you sure
That it can't be like before?
Everything that you said went over my head
I missed the whole point again
It's not like me to be so weak
You got me good, you cut me deep
It's honestly, probably
The heartbreak of the century
Apologies, apologies
They just don't work, she walks away
It's honestly, probably
The heartbreak of the century
You got me, you got me good
And you cut me, you cut me deep
It's honestly, probably
The heartbreak of the century
It's not like me to be so weak
You got me good, you cut me deep
It's honestly, probably
The heartbreak of the century
Apologies, apologies
They just don't work, she walks away
It's honestly, probably
The heartbreak of the century
Writer(s): Sebastian Matthew Barlow, Matthew Richard West, Benedict Kieran James Barlow, Samuel Joseph Bowden, Matthew Oliver Powles
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