Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Maya Hawke
Maya Hawke
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Maya Hawke
Maya Hawke
Songwriter
Will Graefe
Will Graefe
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Maya Hawke
Maya Hawke
Producer
Benjamin Lazar Davis
Benjamin Lazar Davis
Producer
Jonathan Low
Jonathan Low
Mixing Engineer
Joe Lambert
Joe Lambert
Engineer

Lyrics

Writing's too slow, talking's too fast Lately, real low lies at last Oh, dear, my dear, get in all your licks I'll string my words, something will stick Sticky little words, they heal and they hurt They never really work, they feed the birds That's it, I guess, they might make you laugh They might make you mad, but they won't bring you back They won't bring you back Oh, dear, my dear, there's so much to say If you plug your lil' ears, I'll fade away Sorry's too slow to stop this crash And leave me alone was just too fast Sticky little words, they heal and they hurt They never really work, they feed the birds That's it, that's that, they might make you laugh They might make you mad, but they won't bring you back They won't bring you back
Writer(s): Maya Hawke, William Graefe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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