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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jack Antonoff
Jack Antonoff
Programming
John Hill
John Hill
Programming
Grace Dunham
Grace Dunham
Speaker
Kurt Uenala
Kurt Uenala
Programming
Vince Clarke
Vince Clarke
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jack Antonoff
Jack Antonoff
Songwriter
John Hill
John Hill
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jack Antonoff
Jack Antonoff
Producer
John Hill
John Hill
Producer
Vince Clarke
Vince Clarke
Additional Producer
Mark Bengston
Mark Bengston
Assistant Engineer
Andros Rodriguez
Andros Rodriguez
Recording Engineer
Laura Sisk
Laura Sisk
Recording Engineer
Brendan Morawski
Brendan Morawski
Assistant Engineer
Joseph Plourde
Joseph Plourde
Assistant Engineer
Aleks von Korff
Aleks von Korff
Assistant Engineer
Miles Turney
Miles Turney
Assistant Engineer
Michael Brauer
Michael Brauer
Mixing Engineer
Stuart White
Stuart White
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
They closed the parkway late last night
And as I sat with the echoes of the
Lies that I told
I felt young, never changed
By crooked hearts
So put the shotgun back in the glove
Gotta wait another year for the
Dream far away
To come home, to be brave
[Chorus]
Well, everything has changed
And now it's only you that matters
I will find any way to your wild heart
[Instrumental]
They boarded up the windows
And the doors to my house
No one will ever read the letters
Or the lies that I told
From the years I was changed
By crooked hearts
Why did they have to go and do us like that?
Why did they have to go and run from the
Dream far away?
Were we there? Was I brave?
[Chorus]
To think everything must die
For anyone to matter
Got to find any way to your wild heart
[Instrumental]
Oh, I will find any way to your wild heart
Oh, I will find any way
[Outro]
Well, everything has changed
Fuck it, I can't tell what matters
Got to find any way to your wild heart
Your wild heart
Your wild heart
Your wild heart
Written by: Jack Antonoff, John Hill
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