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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DJ Criswell
DJ Criswell
Performer
XYPO
XYPO
Performer
IONUT CRISTIAN OCTAV
IONUT CRISTIAN OCTAV
Drums
M. Fischer
M. Fischer
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
IONUT CRISTIAN OCTAV
IONUT CRISTIAN OCTAV
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
IONUT CRISTIAN OCTAV
IONUT CRISTIAN OCTAV
Producer

Lyrics

Hey, tell your friends it was nice to meet them I never want to see you again
 I broke your heart, moved to the city and I broke their car
 Four years, no calls, now you lookin' pretty in a hotel bar
 And I can't stop, no, I can't stop
 So baby, pull me closer in the backseat of your Rover
 That I know you can't afford, like that tattoo on your shoulder
 Pull the sheets right off the corner of the mattress that you stole
 From your roommate back in Boulder, we ain't never getting older
 No, no, no
 No, no, no
 No, no, no
 No, no, no
 You look as good as the day I met you I forget just why I left you, I was insane
 Stay and play that Blink-182 song That we beat to death in Tucson, okay
 I know it breaks your heart, moved to the city and I broke their car
 Four years, no calls, now you lookin' pretty in a hotel bar
 And I can't stop, no, I can't stop
 So baby, pull me closer in the backseat of your Rover
 That I know you can't afford, like that tattoo on your shoulder
 Pull the sheets right off the corner of the mattress that you stole
 From your roommate back in Boulder, we ain't never getting older
 No, no, no
 No, no, no
 No, no, no
 No, no, no
 No, no, no
 No, no, no
Written by: IONUT CRISTIAN OCTAV
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