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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Grace VanderWaal
Grace VanderWaal
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Grace VanderWaal
Grace VanderWaal
Songwriter
Tiffany Stringer
Tiffany Stringer
Songwriter
John Bookhout Riley
John Bookhout Riley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jack Riley
Jack Riley
Producer
Mitch McCarthy
Mitch McCarthy
Mixing Engineer
Randy Merrill
Randy Merrill
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Eight months since I saw you
But I'm still in your bedroom
On my skin, I can feel you
Rotting in those blue sheets
Did you ever even love me?
Do I haunt you like you haunt me?
[PreChorus]
You are my hands, my lips, my cheek
Robbing me every time I speak
The marks you left still crawl on me
What's left of me
[Chorus]
Out on the street, yeah, you were dragging my hand
Took what I had, and then you left me for dead
Now I'm on my knees and I'm just trying to forget
What will it take for you to finally leave?
Scrubbing my skin so hard that I start to bleed
Wonder if now it's just a part of me
[Verse 2]
And I know that I should have known better, but
It was so cold in the middle of December
It's almost been a year and I never thought I'd be in this room
[PreChorus]
But I feel you watch me while I sleep
The grease in my hair, the rot in my teeth
There's blood on your hands, I'm sorry I bleed
What's left of me, oh
[Chorus]
Out on the street, yeah, you were dragging my hand
Took what I had, and then you left me for dead
Now I'm on my knees and I'm just trying to forget
What will it take for you to finally leave?
Scrubbing my skin so hard that I start to bleed
Wonder if now it's just a part of me
Written by: Grace VanderWaal, John Bookhout Riley, Tiffany Stringer
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