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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Shaboozey
Vocals
Julian Bunetta
Drums
Nevin Sastry
Keyboards
Sean Cook
Acoustic Guitar
Smith Curry
Pedal Steel Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sierra Ferrell
Songwriter
Collins Obinna Chibueze
Songwriter
Amy Allen
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Julian Bunetta
Producer
Nevin Sastry
Producer
Sean Cook
Producer
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer
Katie Harvey
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Skyler Gibbons
Engineer
Lyrics
Ay, l've been in a bad condition
Haven't felt myself in a long hot minute, nah-nah
I said I would treat you different
Instead of singing songs 'bout the hurt l'm giving to ya
And you've been giving miles and miles of grace
The more that you give, the more that I take
How to break an old dog off his old ways
I've tried, can't change
And we could fight about this all night
Or I could just give in and say, "You're right"
I was wrong, yeah, I admit it
Hell, I sin like no one's business
Made you think that love was 2 a.m.
With teardrops and ya dreams
Tryna win back your forgiveness
And it sure ain't fourth and inches
There's a couple ways that this could go
So, baby, what you think?
You could cut me off, or maybe you could spare me
And we could just go out and throw a last Hail Mary
I wish that I could go my own way
But I'm at your door no matter what road I take
I've been holding on to hope and praying that you might change
But a foolish heart will always break
And we could fight about this all night
Or you could just give in and say, "I'm right"
I was wrong, yeah, I admit it
Hell, I sin like no one's business
Made you think that love was 2 a.m.
With teardrops and ya dreams
Tryna win back your forgiveness
And it sure ain't fourth and inches
There's a couple ways that this could go
So, baby, what you think?
You could cut me off, or maybe you could spare me
And we could just go out and throw a last Hail Mary
Written by: Amy Allen, Collins Obinna Chibueze, Sierra Ferrell