More songs by bar italia
Description
Associated Performer: Jezmi Tarik Fehmi
Associated Performer: Nina Cristante
Associated Performer: Samuel Fenton
Producer: bar italia
Engineer: Elliot Heinrich
Mastering Engineer: Heba Kadry
Studio Musician: Liam Toone
Mixing Engineer: Marta Salogni
Engineer: Theodore Grant
Engineer: Zachary Hernandez
Composer Lyricist: Jezmi Tarik Fehmi
Composer Lyricist: Nina Cristante
Composer Lyricist: Samuel Fenton
Lyrics and translation
Original
I wrote your name with a can of spray
I wrecked your car trying to get away
Must be an actor, the way you play
Oh, you think I didn't know
You spend your life on a list, but to me, you don't exist
Don't put your trust in the rigorous
God knows what you pay just for having a fun day
Spend all your cash in a one night splash
Have you had enough of the phone calls
When I don't have your life, it's a lonely wall
You can dance 'til they shout no more
All the photographs are on my wall
Don't think I've actually met you
Not even in my dreams
There's nothing dream like about it
Oh, no
Not even in my nightmares
Can't even remember what you're like
So I try
To picture you
You're from the back
Have you had enough of the phone calls?
Well, I don't have your love, it's a lonely war
You can dance 'til they shout no more
All the photographs are on my wall
When you look it does me no good, I need you more than a shirt
There's no space that's safe, I can't, no escape
Became the monster, you said, I was so misunderstood
I have no more feelings
Don't think I've actually met you
Can't even remember your face
Like it happens to lovers who love
Don't think I even like you
Can't even remember what you're like
So I try to picture you
You're from the back, and you're walking back (can't even remember your face)
You're walking back (I want to remember your face)
There's nothing more (I can't even remember your face)
I wanna know (I don't want to remember your name)
Have you had enough of the phone calls?
Well, I don't have your love, it's a lonely world
You can dance 'til they shout no more
All the photographs are on my wall
When you look it does me no good, I need you more than I should
There's no space that's safe, I can't escape
Became the monster, you said, I would so misunderstood
I have no more feelings
When the sun was shot by my eyes
You asked me, "Why here tonight?"
Already knew that I'd lose, future came way too soon
Became the monster, you said I would
Lost in Hollywood
I've got no more feelings