Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ricardo Velez
Drums
Thomas Baumeister Jr.
Guitar
Coby Valead
Electric Bass Guitar
Blake Potvin
Guitar
Alex Christ
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alex Christ
Songwriter
Blake Potvin
Songwriter
Coby Valead
Songwriter
Thomas Baumeister Jr.
Songwriter
Ricardo Velez
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nathan Gonzales
Producer
Lyrics
You've got me tongue-tied
You've hit my blind side
I couldn't see why you'd wait until today
Oh, I can't explain why you'd do such a thing
When you knew that I wanted to stay
You told me to go that I should
Hit the road
And pack my things
All thrown away
And I've been runnin' out of
Things that I could say
I'm all alone
It's all over now
Now that I'm gone
I gotta figure it out
You gave me a phone call
'Cause you had to get all
Those problems with me that you had
Out of your head
But I've racked my brain for things I know that I could say
In all the time gone by that I've been washed away
Here we go with this again
What makes you so innocent?
I thought we went in on this
Turns out you don't give a shit
I'm glad to know that you made up your mind
And decided to waste all my time
You told me to go that I should
Hit the road
And pack my things
All thrown away
And I've been running out of
Things that I could say
I'm all alone
It's all over now
Now that I'm gone
I gotta figure it out
It's taking all my faith, and all my confidence is shaken off
It's taking all my faith, and all my confidence is shaken off
It's taking all my faith, and all my confidence is shaken off
It's all from when you
Told me to go
Now I really gotta pack my things
All thrown away
And I've been runnin' out of things that I could say
I'm all alone
It's all over now
Now that I'm gone
I gotta figure it out
Written by: Alex Christ, Blake Potvin, Coby Valead, Ricardo Velez, Thomas Baumeister Jr.