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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tate McRae
Vocals
Flo Milli
Vocals
Grant Boutin
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tate McRae
Songwriter
Grant Boutin
Songwriter
Ryan Tedder
Songwriter
Tamia Carter
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Grant Boutin
Producer
Ryan Tedder
Executive Producer
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Anthony J Vilchis
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Trey Station
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
I've got some blood on my hands
I've got some blood on my hands
I've got some blood on my hands
[Verse 1]
Held you in the night
I kept all your secrets in a vault inside my mind
I was so prepared to let you cross all my lines
I was so prepared to fight a war on your side
[PreChorus]
So where'd it go, boy?
One second you were begging for my time, then boy
You're scheming like you lost your fucking mind, and boy
You forgot I got a lot of pride and choices
[Chorus]
Didn't think that I'd go
Dance like I can't be bothered
Know it kills you
Bounced back and found another
And he hates you
Oh, baby boy, you're seeing stars
And it fucks you up so hard
Dance like I can't be bothered
Yeah, I'm half drunk
Moved on and found another
On my worst month
Oh, baby boy, you're seeing stars
And it fucks you up so hard
[Verse 2]
I got a new man to please
Falling for you is a damn disease
Holding it down, I knew you was messing around
You wanna go play in the streets
But you know me, I ain't going for that
I hit the club and I'm throwing it back
One walk through and them **** attack
So when they call, I answer that
Okay, had a couple drinks and he falling
Stars in the whip, it's cream, bitch, I'm balling
Boy, get a grip, I'm sick of you calling
He don't believe it's over, he stalling
I'm pretty and worth it
My feelings ain't hurting
Won't stay if it ain't working
[Chorus]
Didn't think that I'd go
Dance like I can't be bothered
Know it kills you
Bounced back and found another
And he hates you
Oh, baby boy, you're seeing stars
And it fucks you up so hard (Fucks you up so hard)
Dance like I can't be bothered
Yeah, I'm half drunk
Moved on and found another
On my worst month
Oh, baby boy, you're seeing stars
And it fucks you up so hard
[Outro]
Blood on my hands (I got blood on my hands)
I got some blood on my hands (I got blood on my hands)
Yeah, I move as fast as I can
And I know it fucks you up so hard
Blood on my hands
I got some blood on my hands
Yeah, I move as fast as I can
And I know it fucks you up so hard
[Outro]
I've got some blood on my hands
I've got some blood on my hands
I've got some blood on my hands
Written by: Grant Boutin, Ryan Tedder, Tamia, Tamia Carter, Tate McRae