Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Julia Wolf
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jackson Foote
Composer
Julia Capello
Composer
Matthew Musto
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jonathan Jetter
Recording Engineer
Jackson Foote
Producer
Lyrics
I smoked my first cigarette
My cowboy killer
With a few close friends
So cold my hands went numb
One girl, she talked about her boyfriend
Like a god
He had a dirty mouth
And we all ate it up
And there's someone new I been seein'
That shows me what I been missin'
I never had that high school love
But this tastes like sophomore year to me
Got me learnin' all the words to his
Favorite songs
But, I got gothic babe tendencies
I always choose the dark
I avoid the pain and say
"This is just for fun"
Hmm, I got gothic babe tendencies
I always choose the dark
But what if I
Surrendered to the sun?
And I didn't run, run, run, run, run
I didn't run, run, run, run, run
The woods back in my hometown
And Friday night Blockbuster countdowns
How I'd choose the long way home
To pass the beach
I wish you'd ask that kind of question
The kind that digs for somethin' hidden
But I'm not sure you'd like to know
That side of me
Then you text me from a nightclub
You're out tonight like I was
Did you find a new plus one?
Young Achilles, you got options
Maybe I should just fuck off
And let go (go, go, go, go) of the wheel for once
But, I got gothic babe tendencies
I always choose the dark
I avoid the pain and say
"This is just for fun"
Hmm, I got gothic babe tendencies
I always choose the dark
But what if I
Surrendered to the sun?
And I didn't run, run, run, run, run
I didn't run, run, run, run, run
And I didn't run, run, run, run, run (didn't run)
I didn't run, run, run, run, run (oh-ah)
Your ex who says he'd still get married
I said I loved him, I fuckin' lied
Now I'm convinced you're my personal karma
Sent here to right my wrongs from that cruel, selfish night
Writer(s): Jackson Henry Foote, Julia Jade Capello
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