Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Zoe Wees
Background Vocals
ÁSDÍS
Background Vocals
Alex Isaak
Bass
Ricardo Muñoz
Strings
Leon Milla
Drums
Patrick Pyke Salmy
Percussion
Asdis Maria Vidarsdottir
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Zoe Wees
Composer
ÁSDÍS
Composer
Alex Isaak
Composer
Leon Milla
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alex Isaak
Vocal Recording Engineer
Ricardo Muñoz
Producer
Leon Milla
Mixing Engineer
Patrick Pyke Salmy
Producer
Ludwig Maier
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
I could cut you off, no, I'm not doing you a favour
Been around enough so I know how to spot a traitor
[Verse 1]
How can I feel lonely
With everyone around me?
It might not be on purpose
Are you greedy 'cause I'm famous?
But you don't really know me
You think my life is easy
I knew you'd let me down when
I needed you to ground me
[PreChorus]
Gave you what you like
I let you inside
Gave you what was mine
Second glass of wine
Even when you cry
It's all on my dime
Oh and I'm so tired
Oh, I can't keep this up girl
[Chorus]
I could cut you off, no, I'm not doing you a favour
Been around enough so I know how to spot a traitor
A traitor, baby girl's a traitor
I could feed you shit and you would lick out my hand, girl
You would sell my story for a couple hundred dollars
Using every inch of me so you can have the covers
Stranger, stranger girl's a danger
I could feed you shit and you would lick out my-
[Verse 2]
Flip just like a switch
Turned out you were just like every other bitch
Getting lit but you don't care about the cost
And the truth is you're so loyal 'til you're not
You look at me when they come running with the check
I didn't work this hard to never get it back
And if you thinking I'll be grieving what we lost
You must be dumber than I thought
[Chorus]
Gave you what you like
I let you inside
Gave you what was mine
Second glass of wine
Even when you cry
It's all on my dime
Oh and I'm so tired
Oh, I can't keep this up girl
[Chorus]
I could cut you off, no, I'm not doing you a favour
Been around enough so I know how to spot a traitor
A traitor, baby girl's a traitor
I could feed you shit and you would lick out my hand, girl
You would sell my story for a couple hundred dollars
Using every inch of me so you can have the covers
Stranger, stranger girl's a danger
I could feed you shit and you would lick out my-
Written by: Alex Isaak, Asdis Maria Vidarsdottir, Leon Milla, Zoe Wees, ÁSDÍS