Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Maia Sharp
Background Vocals
David J. Carpenter
Bass
Linda Taylor
Guitar
Matt Chamberlain
Drums
Lyrics
When I left you were lost and lyin
Broken on the floor
I counted up the scars and thought
I'd won the war
I said I tried everything to save us
But I didn't try
The other day I heard you were in Italy somewhere
I remember you told me you always wanted to go there
But, I never did want to learn the language, did I?
I know I hold the smoking gun
But clearly anyone
Would rather be
You after me, than me after you
What's it's like to be happy to have your heart all untied?
Everything comin easy with a world on your side
And all I want is You
I know I hold the smoking gun
But clearly anyone
Would rather be
You after me, than me after you
I made my bed I'm lying in it
Maybe even I would rather be
You after me, than me after you
Cause after you I stopped believin
All that I needed was this cursed freedom
But, after me your laughin easy
Living, Lovin ain't that somethin
I know I hold the smoking gun
But clearly anyone
Would rather be
You after me, than me after you
I made my bed I'm lying in it
Baby even I would rather be
You after me, than me after you
Writer(s): Maia Sharp, Adrianne Gonzalez
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