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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jake Miller
Jake Miller
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jake Miller
Jake Miller
Songwriter
Nick Smith
Nick Smith
Songwriter
Sayak Das
Sayak Das
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nick Smith
Nick Smith
Producer

Lyrics

Dropping me off at the same old airport terminal
Ooh I really hate to see you cry
It gets harder every time
Standing on the curb waving bye
Wishing time was reversible
Ooh I try to make you think I'm fine
But it gets harder every time
Now I'm crunchin numbers
Cause I can't help but wonder
How much life do I have left with you
Facetime calls and timezones
Where did all the time go?
I keep getting older, so are you
I don't wanna do the math
Please don't make me do the math
Cause it's not adding up
Ooh na na na
Ooh na na na
Its not adding up
Oh na na na no
Its not adding up
2,500 hundred miles from your door step to California
Ooh I wish I lived right down the street
But you told me go and chase that dream (chase that dream)
It's like I blinked twice and now you're turning 60
Now I'm on the west coast feeling fuckin guilty
Cause the weeks and the months and the years just
Keep on flying by
Now I'm crunchin numbers
Cause I can't help but wonder
How much life do I have left with you
Facetime calls and timezones
Where did all the time go?
I keep getting older, so are you
I don't wanna do the math
Please don't make me do the math
Cause it's not adding up
Ooh na na na
Ooh na na na
Its not adding up
Oh na na na no
Its not adding up
Ooh na na na
Ooh na na na
Its not adding up
Oh na na na no
Its not adding up
Written by: Jake Miller, Nick Smith, Sayak Das
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