Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Prelow
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Kahne
Songwriter
Jesse Aicher
Songwriter
Matt Walsh
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Kahne
Mixing Engineer
Jesse Aicher
Producer
Matt Walsh
Producer
Justin Smith
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
You never act aloud the way you appear
My every breath awakes alarms in your ears
I'm not confused, it's just you're making me think
Of all our conversations missing their link
I wanna know all the dreams that you keep beneath
I want the words that you whisper when I'm asleep
Wanna give back the things that I plan to take
And I hope you won't care
But all your makeup's running
And I'm walking you home
And my dick takes over
And I'm thinking 'bout your lips
But we're too damn sober
For mistakes like this
And my dick takes over
And I'm thinking 'bout your lips
But we're too damn sober
For mistakes
I see you more at night than you do the day
I'm more concerned for what you'll leave if you stay
I'm not confused, it's just I don't wanna talk
It seems the key was not to peek through the locks, so
I wanna hear all the screams that you keep beneath
I want the words that you whisper when I'm asleep
Wanna give back the things that I never take
And I know you don't care
But all those pretty people are still going home
And my dick takes over
And I'm thinking 'bout your lips
But we're too damn sober
For mistakes like this
And my dick takes over
And I'm thinking 'bout your lips
But we're too damn sober
For mistakes like this
For mistakes like this
For mistakes like this
Like this, like this
Writer(s): David Kahne, Matthew Walsh, Jesse Aicher
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