More songs by Conan Gray
Description
Programmer, Producer, Recording Engineer: Ethan Gruska
Executive Producer: Daniel Nigro
Recording Engineer: Will Maclellan
Recording Engineer: Rachel White
Stringarranger, String Engineer: Rob Moose
Mixing Engineer: Mitch McCarthy
Composer Lyricist, Vocalist: Conan Gray
Lyrics and translation
Original
You say we're fine, but your brown eyes are green this time, so you've been crying.
It's in the way you say my name, so quick, so straight.
It sounds the same as the time we took a break.
February fourth through the sixteenth of May.
So strange to be back at your place, pretending like nothing has changed.
Oh. Speak up, I know you hate me.
Looked at your picture and cried like a baby.
Speak up, don't leave me waiting.
Got way too drunk off of vodka cranberry.
Called you up in the middle of the night.
I've been waiting like an imbecile.
If you won't end things, then I will.
Now I look dumb, and you look mean. You casually steal back your
T-shirt and your Polo cap. Yeah, I notice that.
Yeah, I notice everything you do since the time we took a break.
Everybody knows you don't love me the same.
So cruel to be lying to my face, 'cause I know what you're too scared to say. Oh.
Speak up, I know you hate me.
Looked at your picture and cried like a baby. Speak up, don't leave me waiting.
Got way too drunk off of vodka cranberry.
Called you up in the middle of the night.
I've been waiting like an imbecile.
If you won't end things, then I will.
I will.
I will. I will.
I will, I will, I will.
Speak up, I know you hate me. Looked at your picture and cried like a baby.
Speak up, don't leave me waiting.
Got way too drunk off of vodka cranberry.
Called you up in the middle of the night. I've been waiting like an imbecile.
If you won't end things, then I will