Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Teddy Swims
Teddy Swims
Vocals
Jon Green
Jon Green
Piano
Julian Bunetta
Julian Bunetta
Programming
Mikky Ekko
Mikky Ekko
Background Vocals
Denise Carite
Denise Carite
Background Vocals
Matt Zara
Matt Zara
Guitar
Dann Huff
Dann Huff
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jaten Dimsdale
Jaten Dimsdale
Songwriter
Jon Green
Jon Green
Songwriter
Julian Bunetta
Julian Bunetta
Songwriter
Whitney Phillips
Whitney Phillips
Songwriter
Mikky Ekko
Mikky Ekko
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jon Green
Jon Green
Producer
Julian Bunetta
Julian Bunetta
Producer
Harrison Tate
Harrison Tate
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Matt Zara
Matt Zara
Producer
Nathan Dantzler
Nathan Dantzler
Mastering Engineer
Jeff Gunnell
Jeff Gunnell
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Turn your bed into my grave Touch me, say goodbye 'Cause you know I'll never be the same After tonight Put that poison on your lips, baby, take it slow Lyin' in your arms, what a way to go, ooh Might as well be my last breath You wore that little black dress to my funeral Put those masochistic kisses on my neck You were the devil or an angel, I forget 'Cause when we're skin-to-skin, I can't remember how it ended And I need you, baby, keep soakin' me there Got my eyes on you, maybe aimin' too high Trigger-happy, wanna watch it all back When you let me in, I swear I'll only stay a minute Singin' famous last words, baby, listen Turn your bed into my grave Touch me, say goodbye 'Cause you know I'll never be the same After tonight Put that poison on your lips, baby, take it slow Lyin' in your arms, what a way to go, ooh Might as well be my last breath You wore that little black dress to my funeral Oh, give me love, lay with me until the morning (oh) I wanna feel the warmth of your light Here as a man, a fool for you Don't make me wait at Heaven's gate, just send me through Turn your bed into my grave Touch me, say goodbye 'Cause you know I'll never be the same After tonight Put that poison on your lips, baby, take it slow Lyin' in your arms, what a way to go, oh Might as well be my last breath You wore that little black dress to my funeral Oh-oh To my funeral, ooh Put that poison on your lips, baby, take it slow Lyin' in your arms, what a way to go, oh Might as well be my last breath You wore that little black dress to my funeral, oh Woah To my funeral, oh To my funeral
Writer(s): Whitney Lauren Phillips, Julian C Bunetta, Mikky Ekko, Joe Green, Jaten Collin Dimsdale Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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