Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Catie Turner
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Catie Turner
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ruslan Odnoralov
Producer
Lyrics
Take me to dinner, say it's my favorite
Hasn't been my favorite since I was nine
You say you hear but do you really listen?
I don't really listen, I think we stopped trying
Am I loyal to people or to a last name?
I'll carry the crest and internalized blame
When gods become people, there's not much to talk about
It feels like a graveyard inside of our house
It feels like a graveyard inside of our house
It's almost your birthday, don't know what to get you
Don't know what to get you, don't know what you like
And I never asked, you never told me
You never tell me, so I'll get you wine
When it starts to feel like work to pick up the call
Small talk with strangers, it's your duty to love
No choice in who made you, but choice with your time
I hope you felt chosen some of your life
I hope you felt chosen some of your life
There is a kid who lives inside and they miss you
Inside and they miss you and they don't know why
Why we stopped eating dinner at the table
And stopped watching movies on Saturday nights
Before I saw the cities and crossed the state lines
You were my safety, and I was your pride
Though it feels different, for now, it's alright
'Cause at least I knew you once in my life
At least I knew you once in my life
I see you in movies, I'll see you in light
I see you in playgrounds, every tear that I cry
I hear you in trains, singing with crickets at night
I know that I knew you once in my life
I hope that I meet you again when it's time
Writer(s): Catie Turner
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