Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Casey Bates
Programming
Mike Fuentes
Drums
Victor Vincent Fuentes
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mike Fuentes
Songwriter
Victor Vincent Fuentes
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Casey Bates
Producer
Nick Johnson
Additional Engineer
Victor Vincent Fuentes
Producer
Will Quinnell
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Were you honest when you said
"I could never leave your bed"?
Wake me up and let me know
You're alive
And will you fall in love again
Is the scent slowly spreading?
I've been answering machines
All night
Now the doctors dancing in
While the ambulances sing
Another boy
Without a sharper knife
The moment that's where
I kill the conversation
Wrap this up with a knife that loves to feel
How do you know how deep to go before it's real?
Take me home
Can I even complicate your breathing?
I guess I'm just your average boy
This is me
With a knife in the back
And a grip on the glass, it's cold
And I don't wanna be here
I guess I'm never comfortable or situational
Are we losing or beginning
To try a new life without you?
The moment that's where
I kill the conversation
Wrap this up with a lie that I'm enjoying
Every minute with myself
And she could make hell feel just like home
So I'm never leaving her alone
But if your lightning lips aren't mine
Then I don't know the awkward stranger to my right
But she's crying
I only need one hand to drive
When you're with me
You are my getaway
Oh, no
And don't you ever feel alone?
And don't you wish you were home?
Cut the lust tonight
Alright, alright, tell me why?
My little Mona Lisa told a lie, lie, lie, lie
Do you want me?
Do you want to let me know that you're okay?
A diamond gold ring
Customized to cut your circulation
But I couldn't let you go
No, I never let you go, my dear
So keep talking 'cause I love to hear your voice
(Love to hear your voice, love to hear your) voice again
Writer(s): Michael Fuentes, Victor Fuentes
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