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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
SAYGRACE
Performer
Fraser T. Smith
Keyboards
Ash Soan
Drums
Ben Epstein
Bass
Adam Wakeman
Piano
Mele
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
SAYGRACE
Lyrics
Grace Sewell
Songwriter
Sheraz Amin
Composer
Alex Vickery
Songwriter
Wez Maurio-Chavez
Composer
Shadid Khan
Songwriter
Wesley Muoria-Chaves
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Fraser T. Smith
Producer
Daniela Rivera
Engineer
Manon Grandjean
Engineer
Phil Tan
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
I looked in your eyes and I knew it was over
You told me, you tried to put your hand on my shoulder.
Don't touch me.
I don't want your pity.
Crazy in love, we would play it on repeat.
You told me I was your B and you were my Jay Z.
You call time, gave me no-one inside.
I'm wearing, yeah, I'm still wearing your jeans
Still roll them up, still got that hole in the knee
I'd bought into the dream that you sold me
When you told me I'd never be lonely
Jokes on me, yeah
Straight to my house when you picked up your first car
I didn't care that it came from the junk yard
Sunday Drives
You were my ride or die
I'm wearing, yeah, I'm still wearing your jeans
Still roll them up, still got that hole in the knee
I'd bought into the dream that you sold me
When you told me I'd never be lonely
Jokes on me, yeah
Now I choke on the words that I wrote for you
How am I supposed to sing them now?
Boy, you're breaking me heart
You're breaking my heart
'Cause I'm still,
I'm wearing, yeah, I'm still wearing your jeans,
Gotta roll them up, still got that hole in the knee
I'd bought into the dream that you sold me
When you told me I'd never be lonely
Jokes on me, yeah...
Jokes on me
Yeah...
Writer(s): Eritza Laues, Edwin Serrano, Lee Anna Mccollum
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