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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Claire Rosinkranz
Claire Rosinkranz
Vocals
Oliver Frid
Oliver Frid
Programming
Ragnar Rosinkranz
Ragnar Rosinkranz
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Claire Rosinkranz
Claire Rosinkranz
Songwriter
Oliver Frid
Oliver Frid
Songwriter
Ragnar Rosinkranz
Ragnar Rosinkranz
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Oliver Frid
Oliver Frid
Producer
Ragnar Rosinkranz
Ragnar Rosinkranz
Producer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I used to be happy
You said you were too
I catch myself laughing
But now it's not with you
Ohhh Jayden, didn't know that we were playing chess this whole damn time
Just waiting, I don't wanna wait but I would waste my time for you-
You make me feel blue cause I think about you tying my shoes
And laughing between kisses this is torture like my dirty dishes
God it's like I'm starving, feed me baby please
I'm not even embarrassed 'cause I know you're what I need
Me and you in New York, me and you anywhere
Watch the first snow at Cafe Reggio
You've got a face like my prayers
Jayden, didn't know that we were playing chess this whole damn time
Just waiting, I don't wanna wait but I would waste my time for you-
You make me feel blue cause I think about you tying my shoes
And laughing between kisses this is torture like my dirty dishes
God it's like I'm starving, feed me baby please
I'm not even embarrassed 'cause I know you're what I need
Me eee
Ooooo
Ooo ooo
Me eee ooo
Darling walk me back home and please don't leave me alone
Just swaddle me to your chest and take me in with your breath
Ahhh
Baby call me your baby, want your fingers to trace me
If you're going away you might as well just erase me
Me eee
Ooooo
Ooo ooo
Me eee ooo
You make me feel blue 'cause I think about you tying my shoes
And laughing between kisses this is torture like my dirty dishes
God it's like I'm starving, feed me baby please
I'm not even embarrassed 'cause I know you're what I need
Baby call me your baby, want your fingers to trace me
If you're going away you might as well erase me
Baby call me your baby, want your fingers to trace me
If you're going away you might as well erase me
Written by: Claire Rosinkranz, Oliver Frid, Russell Rosinkranz
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