Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hurt
Performer
Dave Watts
Programming
Dave Klotz
Programming
Jonathan Loren Wince
Violin
Paul Spatola
Piano
Joshua Ansley
Bass Guitar
Evan Johns
Drums
Lenny Castro
Percussion
Novi Novog
Performer
Larry Tuttle
Performer
Brian Winshell
Programming
Valerie Carter
Additional Vocals
Machan Taylor
Additional Vocals
Elaine Caswell
Additional Vocals
Eyvonne Williams-Hines
Additional Vocals
Lynn Fiddmont-Linsey
Additional Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jonathan Loren Wince
String Arranger
Dave Klotz
String Arranger
Novi Novog
String Arranger
Larry Tuttle
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Eric Greedy
Producer
Tom Lewis
Engineer
Jason Benham
Assistant Recording Engineer
Cecil Gregory
Assistant Recording Engineer
Tom Gloady
Assistant Recording Engineer
Richard Dodd
Mixing Engineer
Lowell Reynolds
Assistant Mixing Engineer
John Netti
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Travis Jameson
Assistant Recording Engineer
Leon Zervos
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Lie to me, say you were wrong
Like you have too many times
And, I'll believe, it's not my fault
Like, I have too much time
So, hear me now, boy, stay alive
'Cause, that's the way it should go
And, would your maker have opened your eyes, if
He'd preferred them closed?
To feel the weight, of summers lost
I'd love to have you near
And, all the times, we ever crossed
It was just to keep you here
To try to be
Something you are not
Like I have for you
And promised to
I know we'll get through this
And won't let you do it, so stop!
And make believe
That I'm not wrong
'Cause, if I was
We'd all be gone!
Just to feel the weight, of summers lost
I'd love to have you, here
And, all the times, we ever crossed
It's just to keep you, here
Just to feel the pain, of summers lost!
I'd love to have you here!
And, all the times, we ever crossed!
It was just to keep you here!
Nights without end!
Seem to fade into days!
Try to forget!
That it turned out this way!
I wear the mark!
Of the permanent stain!
Not accidentally!
I cursed God's good name!
I am still mortified
Yet, believed, in a way
When my days were done
We'd be in the same place
With winter's mean brimstone
Set sail, for Euphrates
All I can say
Is it's a God damned shame!
That we'd feel the pain, of summers lost
I'd love to have new years
And all the times, I've missed my loss, it was
Just to keep you
Just to keep you
Just to keep you, heeeere!
With meee, yeahhh!
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