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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Greylan James
Greylan James
Vocals
Jason Massey
Jason Massey
Programming
Brock Berryhill
Brock Berryhill
Background Vocals
Alex Wright
Alex Wright
Synthesizer
Ilya Toshinskiy
Ilya Toshinskiy
Acoustic Guitar
Nir Z
Nir Z
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Greylan James
Greylan James
Composer
Brad Clawson
Brad Clawson
Composer
Ashley Gorley
Ashley Gorley
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Greylan James
Greylan James
Producer
Jason Massey
Jason Massey
Producer
Brock Berryhill
Brock Berryhill
Producer
Alex Wright
Alex Wright
Assistant Recording Engineer
Ilya Toshinskiy
Ilya Toshinskiy
Assistant Recording Engineer
Nir Z
Nir Z
Assistant Recording Engineer
Adam Ayan
Adam Ayan
Mastering Engineer
Alyson McAnally
Alyson McAnally
Studio Personnel

Lyrics

I'd hate to be some city boy That's never seen the hills of Tennessee Or any team lined up across anyone From the SEC And I'd hate to be who paid off Them mile-long tabs That me and my buddies racked Up on some of those benders we had But I'd rather be one of them any day Mm, than to be who let you slip away 'Cause look at you smiling Look at you lighting up this dark little bar Feeling that Tito's with lime Looking like hell on the heart Sounds a little crazy But baby right when you walked in the room By yourself, fucked up Who the hell broke up with you? And what was he thinking? What was he drinking? What was he smoking that night? When he let you walk out? Ain't no doubt, he was out of his mind Putting tears in your eyes Tearing your heart in two Way you're looking at me? Girl, I'd hate to be Who broke up with you I'd hate to be him when it comes To his senses, and he figures it out That he had never gonna get back The prettiest thing in this town I wouldn't wanna be his phone 'Cause he's probably gonna break it When he sees this picture you post Come on lean in close, let's take it 'Cause look at you smiling Lookingat you lighting up this dark little Feeling that Tito's with lime Looking like hell on the heart Sounds a little crazy But baby right when you walked in the room By yourself, fucked up Who the hell broke up with you? And what was he thinking? What was he drinking? What was he smoking that night? When he let you walk out? Ain't no doubt, he was out of his mind Putting tears in your eyes Tearing your heart in two Way you're looking at me Damn, I'd hate to be Who broke up with you Yeah, who broke up with you Kinda wanna knock him out Kinda wanna buy him a drink But you're making me need one 'Cause I got you in here talking to me And look at you smiling Looking at you lighting up this dark little bar Feeling that Tito's with lime Looking like hell on the heart Sounds a little crazy But baby right when you walked in the room By yourself, I thought who the hell broke up with you? And what was he thinking? What was he drinking? What was he smoking that night? When he let you walk out Ain't no doubt, he was out of his mind Putting tears in your eyes Tearing your heart in two Way you're looking at me Damn, I'd hate to be Who broke up with you Yeah, who broke up with you I'd hate to be who broke up with you
Writer(s): Ashley Glenn Gorley, Greylan James Egan, Brad Clawson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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