Featured In

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
BRKN LOVE
BRKN LOVE
Performer
Justin Benlolo
Justin Benlolo
Electric Guitar
Mike Cisterna
Mike Cisterna
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anton DeLost
Anton DeLost
Composer
Justin Benlolo
Justin Benlolo
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Anton DeLost
Anton DeLost
Producer

Lyrics

It's witching hour and I'm in central park
Tripping hard
You're out in glitter and gold
I could've sworn I saw your silhouette
In the dark
Why can't you leave me alone
I know you got a fucked up past
I'll never understand all that
It doesn't mean I have to
Be your man
I know you wanted me to stay
But I don't really feel the same
Not going out my way to
See you again
So kiss me goodbye
Cause it's the last time
Please
Hang up the phone
Cause I gotta let you go
It's all going up in smoke
Please
Leave it alone
Cause I'm never coming home
I'm never coming home
I lost my mind out on the 405
Dead of night
I probably should've stayed home
But now I know you're just a pretty face
What a waste
Of 7 months on the phone
I didn't think it get like this
But I don't really give a shit
When you cant even admit that
I'm not your man
I never really meant to stay
It kinda ended up that way
There's nothing you can say to
See me again
Please
Hang up the phone
Cause I gotta let you go
It's all going up in smoke
Please
Leave it alone
Cause I'm never coming home
I'm never coming home
I took your hand
And tried to dance with death
I'll admit
I saw your twelve wings again
Please
Hang up the phone
Cause I gotta let you go
It's all going up in smoke
Please
Leave it alone
Cause I'm never coming home
I'm never coming home yeah
I'm never coming home
Written by: Anton DeLost, Justin Benlolo
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out