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PERFORMING ARTISTS
RYMAN
RYMAN
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
RYMAN
RYMAN
Songwriter
Ryman Wooten
Ryman Wooten
Composer
Will Honaker
Will Honaker
Composer
Josie Dunne
Josie Dunne
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Will Honaker
Will Honaker
Producer
Josie Dunne
Josie Dunne
Producer

Lyrics

I heard you told your mom that I wrote that song for you
I see you in the halls, it's the only time it moves
You cross my mind, we cross that line
On your dorm room, so if I said it was over
But you find closure in talking shit to all of your friends
I think of you less than you think I do
I think I bruise different than you're used to
I heard that you're oversharing
I don't care 'cause it doesn't make it more true
I think of you less than you think I do
I'm glad you're moving on, but your boyfriend is a dick
Been shooting death stares all night long
And I wondered why until
It crossed my mind, you crossed that line
But that was August, it's past fall
And you're still talking of how you think I'll never forget
I think of you less than you think I do
I think I bruise different than you're used to
I heard that you're oversharing
I don't care 'cause it doesn't make it more true
I think of you less than you think I do
You think I do
You think I do
I think of you less than you think I do
I think I bruise different than you're used to
I heard that you're oversharing
I don't care 'cause it doesn't make it more true
I think of you less than you think I do
You think I do
You think I do
Written by: Josephine Martin Dunne, RYMAN, Ryman Wooten, Will Honaker
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