More songs by Maisie Peters
More songs by Julia Michaels
Description
With Vocals: Julia Michaels
Assistant Mastering Engineer: Adam Burt
Mixing Engineer: Brad Lauchert
Bass, Keyboards, Programmer, Synthesizer: Chloe Kraemer
Engineer, Producer: Chloe Kraemer
Drum Programmer: Chloe Kraemer
Masterer: Dale Becker
Keyboards, Programmer: Ian Fitchuk
Additional Producer: Ian Fitchuk
Mixer: Jon Castelli
Producer: Julia Michaels
Assistant Mastering Engineer: Katie Harvey
Vocal Recording Engineer: Konrad Snyder
Producer: Maisie Peters
Vocals: Maisie Peters
Assistant Mastering Engineer: Noah McCorkle
Composer, Lyricist: Chloe Kraemer
Composer, Lyricist: Julia Michaels
Composer, Lyricist: Maisie Peters
Lyrics and translation
Original
Gave my cloudless sky for your crooked scraper. I put in everything.
I -called in every favor.
-But give a man one sword, he thinks that he's a savior. Watch him ride around, fucking weird behavior.
Guess I walked so you could run all the way from me.
-'Cause once you got what you want- -You didn't want me.
I put gold on your head, should have put wax paper.
Did you get off going to bed with a king maker?
Let you in my home, let you in my pictures.
I was your pedestal, didn't -know I got wood splinters.
-Should have seen it in the way you hate your sister.
You love a strong woman until it makes you bitter.
Guess I walked so you could run all the way from me.
Now you say you're self-made, guess your memory's fuzzy.
I put a crown on your head, should have put wax paper.
Did you get off going to bed -with a king maker? -King maker. King maker. King maker.
King maker.
I can't say that I saw five, but I saw star potential.
Another sweet, sweet boy that I took out the kennel.
Back when his ego and his bark were mostly gentle. Left me in pieces.
For me to reassemble. Guess I walk so they can run all the way from me.
But they don't have big enough guts for all their glory.
They'll take my crown, head out west, and forget their creator.
Then they'll come back, they always do, to the king maker. King maker. King maker.
King maker. King maker. King maker.
King maker.
English translation
Gave my cloudless sky for your crooked scraper. I put in everything.
I -called in every favor.
-But give a man one sword, he thinks that he's a savior. Watch him ride around, fucking weird behavior.
Guess I walked so you could run all the way from me.
-'Cause once you got what you want- -You didn't want me.
I put gold on your head, should have put wax paper.
Did you get off going to bed with a king maker?
Let you in my home, let you in my pictures.
I was your pedestal, didn't -know I got wood splinters.
-Should have seen it in the way you hate your sister.
You love a strong woman until it makes you bitter.
Guess I walked so you could run all the way from me.
Now you say you're self-made, guess your memory's fuzzy.
I put a crown on your head, should have put wax paper.
Did you get off going to bed -with a king maker? -King maker. King maker. King maker.
King maker.
I can't say that I saw five, but I saw star potential.
Another sweet, sweet boy that I took out the kennel.
Back when his ego and his bark were mostly gentle. Left me in pieces.
For me to reassemble. Guess I walk so they can run all the way from me.
But they don't have big enough guts for all their glory.
They'll take my crown, head out west, and forget their creator.
Then they'll come back, they always do, to the king maker. King maker. King maker.
King maker. King maker. King maker.
King maker.