Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Isaac Slade
Piano
Ben Wysocki
Drums
Dave Welsh
Guitar
Joe King
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Isaac Slade
Songwriter
Joe King
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike Flynn
Producer
Aaron Johnson
Producer
Warren Huart
Engineer
Jonathan Parker
Engineer
Will Hensley
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer
Brian Joseph
Assistant Engineer
Chris Cheney
Assistant Engineer
George Nixon
Assistant Engineer
Marlin Luna
Assistant Engineer
Michael Brauer
Mixing Engineer
Ryan Gilligan
Engineer
Troy Brazell
Assistant Engineer
Lyrics
Don't talk, don't say a thing
'Cause your eyes they tell me more than your words
Don't go, don't leave me now
'Cause they say the best way out is through
And I am short on words knowing what's occurred
She begins to leave because of me
Her bag is now much heavier
I wish that I could carry her
But this is our ungodly hour
And I know you're leaving now
'Cause I held on to my way tightly
Stay still until you know
Tomorrow finds the best way out is through
And I am short on words knowing what's occurred
She begins to leave because of me
Her bag is now much heavier
I wish that I could carry her
But this is our ungodly hour
And I am short on words knowing what's occurred
She begins to leave because of me
Her bag is now much heavier
I wish that I could carry her
But this is our ungodly hour
Her bag is now much heavier
I wish that I could carry her
But this is our ungodly hour
Writer(s): Isaac Slade, Joseph King
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