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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bad Self Portraits
Bad Self Portraits
Performer
Ingrid Howell
Ingrid Howell
Vocals
Jesse White
Jesse White
Drums
Connor Paintin
Connor Paintin
Guitar
Cole Kempcke
Cole Kempcke
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Connor Paintin
Connor Paintin
Songwriter
Ingrid Howell
Ingrid Howell
Songwriter
Jesse White
Jesse White
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jeremy Wurst
Jeremy Wurst
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Don't tell me that you tried
It's simple, you didn't
You would've woken up in time
To sit and listen
To my official goodbye
Nothing too permanent
I can't say I didn't cry
In a cafe that afternoon
While I internalized
What I thought I meant to you
A little below permanence
I didn't think it too much to ask
That you would let me in on
what you might want
When I get back
So you arranged for snow to fall
And covered the tracks of
Your footsteps down the hall
The wrong hallway, at best
Those won't be too permanent
I didn't think it too much to ask
That you would let me in on
What you might want
When I get back
I didn't think it too much to ask
That you would wake up
And come here like we planned
Ask me all the wrong questions
Don't hear what I answer
I'm living like a guest, in this place I do remember
And I can't be the one to get you where you wanted
We both know you're gonna leave
I'd like to know when it's happening
I didn't think it too much to ask
That you would let me in on
what you might want
When I get back
I didn't think it too much to ask
That you would wake up
And come here like we planned
I didn't think it too much to ask
That you would let me in on
What you might want when I get back
Written by: Connor Paintin, Ingrid Howell, Jesse White
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