Listen to wonder if you heard by remy

wonder if you heard

remy

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
remy
remy
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
remy
remy
Composer
Patrick Linehan (ASCAP)/DELBOCAVISTASOUNDS
Patrick Linehan (ASCAP)/DELBOCAVISTASOUNDS
Composer
Joseph Pincus
Joseph Pincus
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
remy
remy
Producer
Patrick Linehan (ASCAP)/DELBOCAVISTASOUNDS
Patrick Linehan (ASCAP)/DELBOCAVISTASOUNDS
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Aire Atlantica
Aire Atlantica
Producer

Lyrics

Sometimes you call me when you're drunk And say your girlfriends hate your boyfriend They say they don't think he's the one They ask about me, it's annoying, oh, yeah You're pre-gaming in a hotel room With everyone that you know from school He's underdressed, and he can't keep cool, yeah You're halfway done with some flat champagne Wishing you hadn't brought no date And thinking it might not be too late But I wonder if you heard That I finally got the nerve 'Cause I just stepped up and asked her We were right there up on Astor And I wonder if you heard Yeah, I wonder if you heard (Yeah, I wonder if you heard) Do you feel guilty when you see me? Your sister said I tried to warn her All on your phone but you're not reading You backed yourself into a corner, yeah, look You're pre-gaming in a hotel room With everyone that you know from school He's underdressed, and he can't keep cool, yeah, yeah, yeah You're halfway done with some flat champagne Wishing you hadn't brought no date And thinking it might not be too late But I wonder if you heard That I finally got the nerve 'Cause I just stepped up and asked her We were right there up on Astor And I wonder if you heard Yeah, I wonder if you heard You've been going through it, how do you do it? Gave us a chance, but baby, you blew it It's usually me who's pushing away But what can I say, guess you beat me to it Did he fuck up your plans, is he your man, baby? Know where you stand, baby Fell for the trap, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah You're a natural when it comes to this, second-guessing shit Now you're texting me while you're on the train It doesn't go through, but it's all the same My mama's favorite, what a shame It was always going to be your love to lose No, you can't come through No, you can't come through
Writer(s): Patrick C. Linehan, Joseph Pincus, Remy Samuel Gautreau Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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