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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jessie Murph
Vocals
Gabe Simon
Bass
Carrie K
Drums
Ben Kaufman
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jessie Murph
Songwriter
Gabe Simon
Songwriter
Carrie Karpinen
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gabe Simon
Producer
Carrie K
Producer
Ryan Hewitt
Mixing Engineer
Louis Remenapp
Recording Engineer
Bekon
Vocal Recording Engineer
Matt Anthony
Vocal Recording Engineer
Damon Johnson
Assistant Engineer
Dan Ballard
Assistant Engineer
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I was six years old
Running from the sound in my nightgown
Screaming through the walls
He was angry, she was trying
I could hear it all
TV up, loud as it could go
Just another night at home
You were raising hell, can't forget the smell
Soaked into your clothes
Hundred proof that burnt through that cigarette smoke
I always knew before you spoke
How the night was gonna go
[PreChorus]
Now, you dive in, saying you're a different man
[Chorus]
I still remember you blacked out, face down, asleep in your car
And the violence, the sirens that rang in the dark
And the last straw, the worst of all, the breaking of my mother's heart
Now since December
You've shown up, say I've grown up
You just want to see us
You woke up sober
Said you found Jesus
You don't understand why I still hate the man that came back
But you can talk to God about that
[Verse 2]
It was nine years ago
It was broken glass, it was getting bad
Didn't wanna go
But she couldn't stay just to see the day she'd find you on the floor
She couldn't do it anymore
[PreChorus]
And you swear you'll never be that man again
But who you were, it made me who I am
[Chorus]
And I still remember you blacked out, face down, asleep in your car
And the violence, the sirens that rang in the dark
And the last straw, the worst of all, the breaking of my mother's heart
Now since December
You've shown up, say I've grown up
You just want to see us
You woke up sober
Said you found Jesus
You don't understand why I still hate the man that came back
But you can talk to God about that
You can talk to God about that
You can talk to God about that
[Outro]
Yeah, you can talk, you can talk
You can talk to God 'bout
The mother, the brother, the family you broke
And the daughter who grew up trusting no one
And the bruises on her skin, the holes that you left in the walls
You can talk to God about it all
Oh
Oh
You can talk to God about it all
Written by: Carrie Karpinen, Gabe Simon, Jessie Murph