Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tyler Braden
Vocals
Graham Barham
Background Vocals
Sam Martinez
Programming
Zack Dyer
Background Vocals
Tim Galloway
Acoustic Guitar
Ben Caver
Background Vocals
Dave Cohen
Piano
Tony Lucido
Bass
Aaron Sterling
Drums
Justin Ostrander
Electric Guitar
Kyle Pudenz
Fiddle
Justin Schipper
Pedal Steel Guitar
Jon Robert Hall
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Graham Barham
Songwriter
Sam Martinez
Songwriter
Zack Dyer
Songwriter
Jon Robert Hall
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sam Martinez
Producer
Kyle May
Editing Engineer
Nathan Dantzler
Mastering Engineer
Grady Saxman
Recording Engineer
Harrison Tate
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
(Whoa-oh)
Hand on the Bible, I'm a decent man
No, I ain't perfect, but I'm learning how to be the best I can
But I got demons collecting dust
And I buried them so damn far down
So they can't find their way back up
So don't mistake my kindness for weakness
'Cause I could flip that switch
And you could find out quick (and you could find out quick)
There's a hell on the other side
That you ain't met yet, tread real light
Dare you to light that fuse
'Cause I can be a loose cannon
Cross the line, I'll call your bluff
Promise when push come to shove
That you don't want that smoke
Better the devil you know than the devil you don't
(Whoa-oh, whoa-oh)
Go on, pull the trigger, try your luck
If you shoot your shot, better pray to God that I don't get my ass back up
'Cause you won't get your ass back up
There's a hell on the other side
That you ain't met yet, tread real light
Dare you to light that fuse
'Cause I can be a loose cannon
Cross the line, I'll call your bluff
Promise when push come to shove
That you don't want that smoke
Better the devil you know than the devil you don't
(Whoa-oh, whoa-oh)
You don't wanna know the devil you don't
So don't mistake my kindness for weakness
'Cause I could flip that switch
And you could find out quick (and you could find out quick)
There's a hell on the other side
That you ain't met yet, tread real light
Dare you to light that fuse
'Cause I can be a loose cannon
Cross the line, I'll call your bluff
Promise when push come to shove
That you don't want that smoke
Better the devil you know than the devil you don't
(Whoa-oh, whoa-oh)
You don't wanna know the devil you don't
(Whoa-oh, whoa-oh)
You don't wanna know the devil you don't
(Whoa-oh, whoa-oh)
(You don't wanna know the devil you don't)
(Whoa-oh, whoa-oh)
(You don't wanna know the devil you don't)
Writer(s): Zachary Robert Dyer, Samuel Armand Martinez, Graham Barham, Jon Robert Hall
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