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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Prairie States
The Prairie States
Performer
Michael Nascimento
Michael Nascimento
Background Vocals
Jeff Dick
Jeff Dick
Guitar
Mathew Cardinal
Mathew Cardinal
Guitar
Jay Der
Jay Der
Drums
Andrew De Groot
Andrew De Groot
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jacob Davis
Jacob Davis
Composer
Sam Ellis
Sam Ellis
Composer
Derrick Southerland
Derrick Southerland
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Erik Dylan
Erik Dylan
Producer
Dan Swinimer
Dan Swinimer
Producer
Jay Dufour
Jay Dufour
Mixing Engineer
Chad Carlson
Chad Carlson
Recording Engineer
João Carvalho
João Carvalho
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You called me, admit it
Thought maybe we should end it
I ask you, "Don't you love me like you did before?"
You said, "Not so much no more"
So I mixed Jack in my Coke
I've spent my share of heartbroke nights
Sleeping on a rock bottom floor
But not so much no more
[PreChorus]
You ain't keeping me down no more
[Chorus]
'Cause, baby, that pain kinda faded away
Kinda like you outta my driveway
Used to drink about you with every pour
But not so much no more
Been through some hurt, been through some hell
Honey, if you couldn't tell
I was praying you'd come walking back through my door
But not so much no more
[Verse 2]
It took me a good minute
But that game, baby, I'm back in
It was rusty as a nail in a plywood board
But not so much no more
[Chorus]
'Cause, baby, that pain kinda faded away
Kinda like you outta my driveway
Used to drink about you with every pour
But not so much no more
Been through some hurt, been through some hell
Honey, if you couldn't tell
I was praying you'd come walking back through my door
But not so much no more
Baby, not so much no more, yeah
[Instrumental]
I don't turn off them love songs
I got my someone new on
My heart was yours, all yours
But not so much no more
Baby, not so much no more
[Chorus]
'Cause, baby, that pain kinda faded away
Kinda like you outta my driveway
Used to drink about you with every pour
But not so much no more
Been through some hurt, been through some hell
Honey, if you couldn't tell
I was praying you'd come walking back through my door
But not so much no more
Yeah, not so much no more
Written by: Derrick Southerland, Jacob Davis, Sam Ellis
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