Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryan Welles
Songwriter
Jose Manuel Rios
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Damian Comulada
Producer
Lyrics
Oh you hate me least you feel a way
I gave you space
I moved a mile away
Way
See that's your problem
Mad I got options ahh yeah
I loved you all year
Guess that's my fault yeah
Going M.I.A when its over
And I'm low in the city
But you on my mind
I spent my time on you
Bread and the vibe on you
I've always known
We had potential body and mental
I was so stuck on your vibe, you was so special
Its hard to let go
Love ain't no rental
(Going eighty on eighty-four)
Baby im on my way to you
(Oh oh oh oh oh)
(Going eighty on eighty-four)
Baby im on my way to you
(Oh oh oh oh oh)
Hate me in public, love me in private
(Oh oh oh oh oh)
(Going eighty on eighty-four)
Baby im on my way to you
(Oh oh oh oh oh)
Hate me in public, love me in private
Im trying but i'm overthinking about you too
Yeah
Foot on the pedal im going to fast
Far but im searching constantly swerving
Highs and lows and different roads we
On
Coast to coast been driving for so long
Emotional rollercoaster (ahhhh)
We could've had it all
This engine light keep turning off
We had potential body and mental
I was so stuck on your vibe, you was so special
It's hard to let go
Love ain't no rental
(Going eighty on eighty-four)
Baby I'm on my way to you
(Oh oh oh oh oh)
(Going eighty on eighty-four)
Baby im on my way to you
(Oh oh oh oh oh)
Hate me in public, love me in private
(Oh oh oh oh oh)
(Going eighty on eighty-four)
Baby I'm on my way to you
(Oh oh oh oh oh)
Hate me in public, love me in private
Writer(s): Bryan Welles
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