Top Songs By Theory of a Deadman
Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Tyler Connolly
Leadgesang
Dave Brenner
Gitarre
Dean Back
Bassgitarre
Joe Dandeneau
Schlagzeug
Oskar Winberg
Programmierung
Martin Terefe
Gitarre
Flo Reutter
Programmierung
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Christine Connolly
Songwriter:in
Tyler Connolly
Songwriter:in
Peter Amato
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Tyler Connolly
Produzent:in
Clem Cherry
Ingenieur:in
Dyre Gormsen
Ingenieur:in
George Murphy
Ingenieur:in
Oskar Winberg
Ingenieur:in
Nikolaj Torp Larsen
Ingenieur:in
Martin Terefe
Produzent:in
Ted Jensen
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Neal Avron
Mischtechniker:in
Scott Skrzynski
Mischtechniker:in
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
She's checking out
She's checking out on me
[Verse 2]
Not long ago, you'd lay right here and the blue light flickered
Love everywhere
Now you're checking out
And I'm missing you with the smell of cigarettes is taking off the pain in my chest
And you're checking out
[Verse 3]
This old hotel will never be home
'Cause you are home to me
[Verse 4]
This is my wake up call
And I slept through it
Go through life feeling that ache
Come home, ho-o-ome
Come home, ho-o-ome
And these four walls is where I live
With the ghost of you is all I get
Come home, ho-o-ome
Come home, ho-o-ome
This old hotel will never be home
'Cause you are home to me
[Verse 5]
This worn out rug is here to stay
These old walls are peeling away
Just like us
And I'm freaking out (Freaking out)
The tv's broke, there's nothing on
These memories of us that'll soon be gone
And I'm freaking out
[Verse 6]
This old hotel will never be home
'Cause you are home to me
[Verse 7]
This is my wake up call
And I slept through it
Go through life feeling that ache
Come home, ho-o-ome
Come home, ho-o-ome
And these four walls is where I live
With the ghost of you is all I get
Come home, ho-o-ome
Come home, ho-o-ome
This old hotel will never be home
'Cause you are home to me
[Verse 8]
It's funny how a love fucks me like it always does
It's funny, now you're gone, I'm seeing how it really was
I don't wanna wake up, I really had enough
I don't wanna wake up, still feeling in love
[Verse 9]
She's checking out
She's checking out
[Verse 10]
This is my wake up call
And I slept through it
Go through life feeling that ache
Come home, ho-o-ome
Come home, ho-o-ome
These four walls is where I live
With the ghost of you is all I get
Come home, ho-o-ome
Come home, ho-o-ome
This old hotel will never be home
'Cause you are home to me
Written by: Christine Connolly, Peter M. Amato, Tyler Connolly