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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Ben Harper
Ben Harper
Stimme und Gesang
Jesse Ingalls
Jesse Ingalls
Bassgitarre
Jordan Richardson
Jordan Richardson
Schlagzeug
Jason Mozersky
Jason Mozersky
Gitarre
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Ben Harper
Ben Harper
Komponist:in
Jesse Ingalls
Jesse Ingalls
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Ben Harper
Ben Harper
Produzent:in
Danny Kalb
Danny Kalb
Mischtechniker:in
Chris Owens
Chris Owens
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
Greg Calbi
Greg Calbi
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

Lyrics

Lay there and hate me Lay there and burn One side to the other You toss and turn Never trust a woman, never trust a woman Who loves the blues Mistake number one, I made it three times today We'd best talk over how there is nothing left to say I feel like an underpaid concubine Who has overstayed her welcome You gave me an eight-page letter, front and back Written in your favorite colors, blood and black Choose your words as careful as you'd choose your own gravestone You lay there and hate me, better than being alone Had to fight your way in, you got to fight your way out Ain't no fool like the fool you love So let me hear you shout Shake down, break down Just can't sit still You cut off your hair and sold it For your pretty little pill I've learned some things about myself I wish I didn't know You gave me an eight-page letter, from front and back Written in your favorite colors, blood and black You choose your words as careful as you'd choose your own gravestone You lay there and hate me, better than being alone Had to fight your way in, you got to fight your way out Ain't no fool like the one you love Now let me hear you, hear you shout Lay there and hate me Cold as a stone I just hope it's better than sitting alone Never trust a woman who loves the blues Gave me an eight-page letter, front and back Written in your favorite colors, blood and black You choose your words as careful as you'd choose your own gravestone Lay there and hate me, better than being alone Had to fight your way in, now you got to fight your way out Ain't no fool like the fool you love So let me hear you, let me hear you shout I said let me her you, let me hear you Let me hear you shout! Yeah, yeah You just lay there with a 8 page letter With your favorite colors, blood and black
Writer(s): Ben C Harper, Jesse Ingalls, Jason Mozersky, Jordan Richardson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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