Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Stuck Out
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Joshua Walker
Songwriter:in
Ian Browney
Songwriter:in
Lachlan Lydiard
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
Waking up at 3am
To some shadows in an empty bed
That was meant to be so full
But the emptiness is cold
I didn't mean to fall asleep
It was the alcohol and nicotine
That took you from my mind
'Cause I can never get things right
They took you from my mind
'Cause I never get things right
Walking home alone again
With nothing but your innocence
To keep you warm tonight
It was hard to see the light
Behind the wheel so drunk
He couldn't even comprehend
How much he fucked things up
How much he fucked this up
And now I'm all messed up
You keep running through my head
With all those things I left unsaid
Is it too late to say you're gone?
Could you stay another night
So we could have a last goodbye
Or maybe even just go home?
Now I'm left to sit here waiting
Your t-shirt's drenched but it's not raining
And the footsteps walking by are always covered in red
The doctor says, "Oh, son be patient
We're doing all we can to save her"
But the waiting room's as cold as the metal
Running through your chest
You keep running through my head
With all those things I left unsaid
Is it too late to say you're gone?
Could you stay another night
So we could have a last goodbye
Or maybe even just go home?
But you won't come home
But you won't come home
But you won't come home
But you won't come home
Would you please come home?
Written by: Ian Browney, Joshua Walker, Lachlan Lydiard