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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Maggie Antone
Maggie Antone
Lead Vocals
Hank Compton
Hank Compton
Acoustic Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Maggie Antone
Maggie Antone
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Maggie Antone
Maggie Antone
Producer
Carrie K
Carrie K
Producer
Maddie Harmon
Maddie Harmon
Engineer
Mike Cervantes
Mike Cervantes
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

No, you ain't an outlaw, boy, you're just redneck suburban trash Crown Royal on your visors and Reds on your dash You think you're such a man, but you're a fucking sociopath With a heart full of cruel intentions and your knife in my back Hm-mm-mm You've got me on the verge of an existential nervous breakdown Why don't you go and curse my name all over this wretched town? You left me in the cold with nothing but the skin on my bones I should have known A washed up blue collar boy, no, you ain't no Man In Black How could anyone ever love your drunk and lying ass? You knew just how to hurt me, you knew about my past All I wanted was to fix you, now I'm bleeding from your shards in my grasp Hm-mm-mm You've got me on the verge of an existential nervous breakdown Why don't you go and curse my name all over this wretched town? You left me in the cold with nothing but the skin on my bones I should have known I should have known Ever since the day you left, I've started smoking cigarettes I've become all that I despised of you I always say no regrets but you haunt my every wakin' breath I shiver at the sight of rose tattoos I wish I'd never met you Got me on the verge of an existential nervous breakdown I scream and I curse your name all over this wretched- There's truly nothing worse than loving you, who doesn't know? I wanna hit you where it hurts and put you six feet in the goddamn ground You left me in the cold with nothing but the skin on my bones I ain't your centerfold for you to have and to hold I hope you die alone And reap what you sowed
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