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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bow Anderson
Vocals
Jamie Scott
Background Vocals
Jonny Coffer
Programming
Will Brown
Keyboards
Mike Needle
Background Vocals
Nick Hartman
Electric Guitar
Daniel Bryer
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bow Anderson
Composer
Jamie Scott
Composer
Mike Needle
Composer
Daniel Bryer
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jamie Scott
Producer
Jonny Coffer
Producer
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Chris Galland
Mixing Engineer
Robin Florent
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Scott Desmarais
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Jeremie Inhaber
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Michelle Mancini
Mastering Engineer
Martin Hannah
Engineer
Matt Cooke
Assistant Engineer
Will Brown
Assistant Engineer
Beau Blaise
Assistant Engineer
Jake Cartwright
Assistant Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Not even lookin' for no superman
So why's it that I got an empty head?
Took a bullet to my heart, I'm bleedin' out
Still you're the only one I even wanna hold somehow
You said you'd take me on your jet plane (jet plane)
But I never even saw them lights, babe (lights, babe)
Guess I was lookin' for a hero
Boy, you couldn't even keep it real though
Now you've got your life, you got your ride
Rumour has it baby that you're doin' just fine
In my gold dress, lookin' like such a mess
Tonight
And I'd go drinking in the park
But I guess I'm not a kid no more
I spent all of my money on love
Like it's a liquor store
Maybe I just miss you, baby
But cheap thrills don't save me no more
I'm drinking in the dark
How did shit get so h-e-a-v-y?
You said you'd catch me like a butterfly
How can you love someone and watch 'em die?
I'm aware, I've got no halo 'round my head
You're not my blood but you were family like mum and dad
How could you see me drowning and not even stop it?
Even worse, you were the one that fucked me and caused it
Now I'm the one that holds an empty hand
I guess you never were my superman
You've got your life, you got your ride
Rumour has it baby that you're doin' just fine
I'm in my gold dress, you gave me at your best
So fuck tonight
And I'd go drinking in the park
But I guess I'm not a kid no more
I spent all of my money on love
Like it's a liquor store
Maybe I just miss you, baby
But cheap thrills don't save me no more
I'm drinking in the dark
How did shit get so h-e-a-v-y?
We are a modern crime
Didn't want us to be nothin' more than famous (famous)
Than famous (famous)
But fame is so helpless
We are the modern crime
Didn't want us to be nothin' more than famous (famous)
Than famous (famous)
But God, love's so heartless
And I'd go drinking in the park
But I guess I'm not a kid no more (guess I'm not a kid no more)
I spent all of my money on love
Like it's a liquor store
Maybe I just miss you, baby (maybe I just miss you, baby)
But cheap thrills don't save me no more
I'm drinking in the dark
How did shit get so h-e-a-v-y?
Writer(s): Michael Needle, Daniel Bryer, Jamie Scott, Claire Anderson
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