Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Good Terms
Performer
Zach Boucher
Background Vocals
George Joseph Botelho
Background Vocals
Ivan Vincent Xavier Barry
Electric Guitar
Brian Leo McShea
Lead Vocals
Brendan Phillip McCusker
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
George Joseph Botelho
Songwriter
Ivan Vincent Xavier Barry
Songwriter
Zachary John Boucher
Songwriter
Brian Leo McShea
Songwriter
Brendan Phillip McCusker
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Zach Boucher
Producer
Mike Kalajian
Mastering Engineer
George Joseph Botelho
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
How do you have the energy
To every day keep telling me
You love me when I'm struggling
To get out of my bed?
My friends are all out on the road
I'm in sweatpants on the couch at home
Not doing so well on my own
Rather be with you instead
Won't you help me break the cycle?
My make it happen hype girl
When my life is stuck in idle, you're my revival
When everything's wrong, I know I belong in your arms
I'm sorry that I overslept
You're overworked, I'm underdressed
But the sky is getting clearer
With each step you take nearer
And I hope you know how much I care
When you pick up my underwear
Oh my love is growing deeper
You're such a fucking keeper
I got off work and fell asleep
With Halo streaming on TV
I'm not so sure I'll end this week
And my weed is almost gone
Then you shut the door and light a fire
You're just as sore and twice as tired
And yet you're somehow still inspired
Can you make me half as strong?
Won't you help me break the cycle?
My make it happen hype girl
Oh when my life is stuck in idle, you're my revival
When everything's wrong, I know I belong in your arms
I'm sorry that I overslept
You're overworked, I'm underdressed
But the sky is getting clearer
With each step you take nearer
And I hope you know how much I care
When you pick up my underwear
Oh my love is growing deeper
You're such a fucking keeper
I can't say it enough, I can't say it enough
I can't say it enough, I can't say it enough
You're such a fucking keeper
How do you have the energy
To every day keep telling me
You love me when I'm struggling
To get out of my bed?
I'm sorry that I overslept
You're overworked, I'm underdressed
But the sky is getting clearer
With each step you take nearer
And I hope you know how much I care
When you pick up my underwear
Oh my love is growing deeper
You're such a fucking keeper
I can't say it enough, I can't say it enough
I can't say it enough, I can't say it enough
You're such a fucking, such a fucking keeper
Keeper, oh
I can't say it enough, I can't say it enough
You're such a fucking keeper
Written by: Brian Leo McShea, George Joseph Botelho, Ivan Vincent Xavier Barry, Zachary John Boucher