Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Blake Schwarzenbach
Blake Schwarzenbach
Vocals
Chris Bauermeister
Chris Bauermeister
Bass Guitar
Pfahler
Pfahler
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Pfahler
Pfahler
Songwriter
Blake Schwarzenbach
Blake Schwarzenbach
Songwriter
Chris Bauermeister
Chris Bauermeister
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jawbreaker
Jawbreaker
Producer
Rob Cavallo
Rob Cavallo
Producer
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer
Jerry Finn
Jerry Finn
Mixing Engineer
Neill King
Neill King
Engineer

Lyrics

What's the furthest place from here? It hasn't been my day For a couple years What's a couple more? And if I go, don't forget The one good thing I almost did I learned your name without words I used my eyes, not my hands What's the closest you can come To an almost total wreck And still walk away All limbs intact? And when I go, you'll be there Crying out, begging me I won't hear, I'll just go fast Into this night on broken legs A near miss or a close call I keep a room at the hospital I scratch my accidents into the wall I couldn't wait to breathe your breath I cut in line, I bled to death I got to you, there was nothing left What's the meanest you can be To the one you claim to love And still smile to your Your new-found friends? In the same confusing breath You pull away and draw me in I wanted you, you wanted more I built this life and now it's mine A near miss or a close call I keep a room at the hospital I scratch my accidents into the wall I couldn't wait to breathe your breath I cut in line, I bled to death I got to you, there was nothing left A near miss or a close call I keep a room at the hospital I scratch my accidents into the wall I couldn't wait to breathe your breath I cut in line, I bled to death I got to you, there was nothing left I got to you, there was nothing left I got to you, there was nothing left I got to you, there was nothing left
Writer(s): Alexander Blake Schwarzenbach Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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