Lyrics: Marcus Lomax/Zakariah Stucchi
Music: Marcus Lomax/Zakariah Stucchi
Producer: MarcLo/Pretty Sister
Sip on cheap tequila in your living room
Wait till we explode cause that just what we do
Blind to every sign there's nothing left to lose
No I don't wanna see them
Clueless on you don't look so cute anymore
Thought that it was bad when 3 turned into four
Air your dirty laundry on the bathroom floor
No I don't wanna see it
Oooh
I miss the passion in your eyes
But sometimes you know
The longer we go
The more that good things die
Maybe it's too late to save me now
Maybe we headed to no way out
Just like fools you know
Maybe we'll wake up at our funeral
You take for granted what's in front of us
I smash your heart just looking for the love
And if we don't let go
Maybe we'll wake up at our funeral
I'm so stubborn I'd do anything for love
You're so unpredictable I can't keep up
Runaway but don't forget to pick me up
Go anywhere we're dreaming
Make a bed of roses 6 feet underground
Get too high and say good morning in the clouds
Blink my eyes and then your nowhere to be found
But I'm used to be barely breathing
Oooh
If we keep crashing from the sky
Oh sometimes you know
The longer we go
The more that good things die
Maybe it's too late to save me now
Maybe your headed to no way out
Just like fools you know
Maybe we'll wake up at our funeral
You take for granted what's in front of us
I smash your heart just looking for the love
And if we don't let go
Maybe we'll wake up at our funeral
Maybe we'll wake up
Maybe we'll wake up
Yeah we'll wake up, we'll wake up, yeah
Audio Assistant: David Kim
Audio Engineer: Marcus Lomax
Bass: Marcus Lomax/Pretty Sister
Mixing Engineer: Tony Maserati
Vocal Recording: Marcus Lomax
Mixing Engineer: James Krausse
Mastering Engineer: Brian Gardner