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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gracie Abrams
Gracie Abrams
Vocals
Elle Puckett
Elle Puckett
Guitar
Cooper Cowgill
Cooper Cowgill
Bass
Gabe Smith
Gabe Smith
Drums
Tyler McCarthy
Tyler McCarthy
Guitar
Morgan Paros
Morgan Paros
Violin
Casey Kalmenson
Casey Kalmenson
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gracie Abrams
Gracie Abrams
Songwriter
Aaron Dessner
Aaron Dessner
Songwriter
Audrey Hobert
Audrey Hobert
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Vinnie Ferra
Vinnie Ferra
Producer
Aaron Dessner
Aaron Dessner
Producer
Michael Matta
Michael Matta
Mixing Engineer
Randy Merrill
Randy Merrill
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Two Augusts ago, I told the truth Oh, but you didn't like it, you went home You're in your Benz, I'm by the gate Now you go alone, charm all the people you train for You mean well, but aim low And I'll make it known like I'm getting paid That's just the way life goes I like to slam doors closed Trust me, I know it's always about me I love you, I'm sorry Two summers from now, we'll have been talking But not all that often, we're cool now I'll be on a boat, you're on a plane Going somewhere, same And I'll have a drink, wistfully lean out my window And watch the sun set on the lake I might not feel real, but it's okay, mm 'Cause that's just the way life goes I push my luck, it shows Thankful you don't send someone to kill me I love you, I'm sorry You were the best but you were the worst As sick as it sounds, I loved you first I was a dick, it is what it is A habit to kick, the age-old curse I tend to laugh whenever I'm sad I stare at the crash, it actually works Making amends, this shit never ends I'm wrong again, wrong again The way life goes Joyriding down our road (down our road) Lay on the horn to prove that it haunts me (I'm wrong again, wrong again) I love you, I'm sorry The way life goes (you were the best but you were the worst) (As sick as it sounds, I loved you first) I wanna speak in code (I was a dick, it is what it is) (A habit to kick, the age-old curse) Hope that I don't, won't (I tend to laugh whenever I'm sad) Make it about me (I stare at the crash, it actually works) I love you, I'm sorry
Writer(s): Aaron Brooking Dessner, Gracie Madigan Abrams, Audrey Hobert Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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