Apparaît dans
Crédits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Lewis Capaldi
Begleitgesang
Nick Atkinson
Begleitgesang
Edd Holloway
Bassgitarre
Freddy Sheed
Schlagzeug
Jonathan Gilmore
Programmierung
Wired Strings
Streichensemble
Patrick Kiernan
Geige
Zara Benyounes
Geige
Ellie Stanford
Geige
Sally Jackson
Geige
Natalie Klouda
Geige
Hayley Pomfrett
Geige
Steve Morris
Geige
Charis Jenson
Geige
Nick Barr
Bratsche
Meghan Cassidy
Bratsche
Jane Oliver
Cello
Rosie Danvers
Cello
Richard Pryce
Kontrabass
Plested
Begleitgesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Lewis Capaldi
Songwriter:in
Nick Atkinson
Songwriter:in
Edd Holloway
Songwriter:in
Phil Plested
Songwriter:in
Rosie Danvers
Streicher-Arrangeur:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Lewis Capaldi
Produzent:in
Nick Atkinson
Produzent:in
Edd Holloway
Produzent:in
Matt Wolach
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
Robert Vosgien
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Jonathan Gilmore
Zusätzliche:r Ingenieur:in
Mark Stent
Mischtechniker:in
Paroles
You said
"Who are we fooling?"
I guess that you gave up
On all that I am and all that I'm not
'Cause I'm fucking useless
And full of excuses
I guess that you cut free
From all that we are and we'll never be
Now the flowers are dead, like the hearts in our chest
And I'm hanging my head 'cause I'm trying to forget
How we bled, and we bled, and we bled, and we bled
So this is where we ended up
All of those years that I wasted for love
And here it is, forevermore
The house is on fire, and I can't find the door
If I had the heart to start it again
I'd stamp out the sparks in my own self-defence
Say, you ain't gonna like how this ends
You know if we went back
To fix what we once had
There'd still be no chance
For you and me 'cause inevitably
All the flowers would die and the tears from your eyes
Would come as no surprise as I tried to forget
How we bled, and we bled, and we bled, and we bled
So this is where we ended up
All of those years that I wasted for love
And here it is, forevermore
The house is on fire, and I can't find the door
If I had the heart to start it again
I'd stamp out the sparks in my own self-defence
No, you ain't gonna like how this ends
Broken with no way to mend
No, you ain't gonna like how this ends
I'm stuck here just trying to forget
How we bled, and we bled, and we bled, and we bled
So this is where we ended up
All of those years that I wasted for love
And here it is, forevermore
The house is on fire, and I can't find the door
If I had the heart to start it again
I'd stamp out the sparks in my own self-defence
Say, you ain't gonna like how this ends
Writer(s): Nicholas William Atkinson, Edward James Holloway, Lewis Marc Capaldi
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