More songs by Maren Morris
Description
Composer, Guitar, Drums, Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Mellotron, Slide Guitar, Piano, Producer, Lyricist, Recording Engineer, Synthesizer: Jack Antonoff
Vocal, Percussion, Associated Performer, Background Vocal, Composer, Lyricist: Maren Morris
Composer, Lyricist: Laura Veltz
Recording Engineer, Mixing Engineer: Laura Sisk
Recording Engineer: Oli Jacobs
Recording Engineer: Jack Manning
Assistant Recording Engineer: Dani Perez
Assistant Recording Engineer: Jozef Caldwell
Assistant Recording Engineer: Joey Miller
Mastering Engineer: Dale Becker
Assistant Engineer: Adam Burt
Assistant Engineer: Noah McCorkle
Lyrics and translation
Original
When did I start to roll my eyes at things that used to always light a fire?
You never judge, guess I'll chalk it up to patience 'cause I know you're not a liar.
There I was just waiting, clearing shelves for decorations while mistaking subtlety for something wrong.
Now looking from a distance at whatever I was missing, it was right there in the kitchen all along.
Been so busy praying for my grand bouquet, not noticing you gave me a new flower every day.
They collected over time, I let them die along the way.
Just wanna say I'm sorry and I hope it's not too late.
Sure I understood all the self-help books, but I still became the person that I hate.
The ones who bother with rose-colored fodder instead of putting water in the vase.
I've been so busy praying for my grand bouquet, not noticing you gave me a new flower every day.
They collected over time, I let them die along the way. I just wanna say
I'm sorry and I hope it's not too late.
I don't always say it, but you always pick my favorite.
I've been so busy praying for my grand bouquet, not noticing you gave me a new flower every day.
You didn't need a reason or a made-up holiday.
I just wanna say I'm sorry and I hope it's not too late.
English translation
When did I start to roll my eyes at things that used to always light a fire?
You never judge, guess I'll chalk it up to patience 'cause I know you're not a liar.
There I was just waiting, clearing shelves for decorations while mistaking subtlety for something wrong.
Now looking from a distance at whatever I was missing, it was right there in the kitchen all along.
Been so busy praying for my grand bouquet, not noticing you gave me a new flower every day.
They collected over time, I let them die along the way.
Just wanna say I'm sorry and I hope it's not too late.
Sure I understood all the self-help books, but I still became the person that I hate.
The ones who bother with rose-colored fodder instead of putting water in the vase.
I've been so busy praying for my grand bouquet, not noticing you gave me a new flower every day.
They collected over time, I let them die along the way. I just wanna say
I'm sorry and I hope it's not too late.
I don't always say it, but you always pick my favorite.
I've been so busy praying for my grand bouquet, not noticing you gave me a new flower every day.
You didn't need a reason or a made-up holiday.
I just wanna say I'm sorry and I hope it's not too late.