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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
asiris
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Luke Simpson
Songwriter
Jacob Greer
Composer
Jack Riley
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Luke Simpson
Producer
Jacob Greer
Producer
Jack Riley
Producer
Lyrics
It's ironic how my living room's been kinda hard to live in
Have to keep the television on to make the silence distant (oh-oh)
I know we said we wouldn't, but I'm callin' (oh-oh)
'Cause everybody in this town's been talkin' (oh-oh)
Thought you were the wintergreen inside my garden (oh-oh)
I lit a match covered in gasoline (oh-oh), with you next to me
Stuck in my apartment (oh-oh)
I guess it's for the best you're not respondin' (oh-oh)
I wish that I could fly back home to Austin (oh-oh)
But I can't so I'll just pour the kerosene (oh-oh) on my wintergreen
It's ironic how I lose my appetite in the kitchen
But if I'm honest, we would talk and talk, just to never listen
Got a phone call from my brother back in Georgia
You're the reason that I broke down in his car
And he told me that it's best if I ignore ya
But I wish I could know how you are
I know we said we wouldn't, but I'm callin' (oh-oh)
'Cause everybody in this town's been talkin' (oh-oh)
Thought you were the wintergreen inside my garden (oh-oh)
I lit a match covered in gasoline (oh-oh) with you next to me
Stuck in my apartment (oh-oh)
I guess it's for the best you're not respondin' (oh-oh)
I wish that I could fly back home to Austin (oh-oh)
But I can't so I'll just pour the kerosene (oh-oh) on my wintergreen
Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Grab a can of gasoline, pour it over everything
All the promises you made, they didn't mean anything to you
Oh, really, after everything?
I had to burn my wintergreen
Grab a can of gasoline, pour it over everything
All the promises you made, they didn't mean anything to you (oh-oh)
Oh, really, after everything? (Oh-oh)
I know we said we wouldn't, but I'm callin'
'Cause everybody in this town's been talkin'
Thought you were the wintergreen inside my garden
I lit a match covered in gasoline (oh-oh), with you next to me
Stuck in my apartment (oh-oh)
I guess it's for the best you're not respondin' (oh-oh)
I wish that I could fly back home to Austin (oh-oh)
But I can't so I'll just pour the kerosene (oh-oh) on my wintergreen
Grab a can of gasoline (oh-oh), pour it over everything
All the promises you made (oh-oh), they didn't mean anything to you (oh-oh)
Oh, really, after everything? (Oh-oh)
I had to burn my wintergreen
Writer(s): Jack Riley, Luke Simpson
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