I’ll Never Tell
You say that I play too much
Maybe you're not game enough
Met you in the middle, love
But you stay out there
No heart, no care
Hammer to your pedestal
You make such a spectacle
I met you in your corner, love
But now I'm gone, took your dog
Yeah, I'm gone, yeah, I'm gone, yeah
I'll never tell what you make me feel
'Cause I won't give an inch
I'm on a high road, seven miles in a minute
I'll never tell, 'cause it isn't real
No, I won't give an inch
I'm on a high road, seven miles in a minute, minute
Drivin' straight into the Sun
Give you no ammunition
Let it go and let it come
Yeah, I'm good right here
All up in the air
You're callin', you gotta stop
Keep callin', you gotta stop
I'm already out of range
I'm already off the drop
I'm already gone
Yeah, I'm gone, took your dog
Scrape your heart off the sidewalk
I'll never tell what you make me feel
'Cause I won't give an inch
I'm on a high road, seven miles in a minute
I'll never tell, 'cause it isn't real
No, I won't give an inch
I'm on a high road, seven miles in a minute, minute
You're callin', you gotta stop
Keep callin', you gotta stop
I'm already out of range
I'm already off the drop
I'm already gone
Yeah, I'm gone, took your dog
Scrape your heart off the sidewalk
I'll never tell what you make me feel
'Cause I won't give an inch
I'm on a high road, seven miles in a minute
I'll never tell, 'cause it isn't real
No, I won't give an inch
I'm on a high road, seven miles in a minute, minute
Maybe you're not game enough
Met you in the middle, love
But you stay out there
No heart, no care
Hammer to your pedestal
You make such a spectacle
I met you in your corner, love
But now I'm gone, took your dog
Yeah, I'm gone, yeah, I'm gone, yeah
I'll never tell what you make me feel
'Cause I won't give an inch
I'm on a high road, seven miles in a minute
I'll never tell, 'cause it isn't real
No, I won't give an inch
I'm on a high road, seven miles in a minute, minute
Drivin' straight into the Sun
Give you no ammunition
Let it go and let it come
Yeah, I'm good right here
All up in the air
You're callin', you gotta stop
Keep callin', you gotta stop
I'm already out of range
I'm already off the drop
I'm already gone
Yeah, I'm gone, took your dog
Scrape your heart off the sidewalk
I'll never tell what you make me feel
'Cause I won't give an inch
I'm on a high road, seven miles in a minute
I'll never tell, 'cause it isn't real
No, I won't give an inch
I'm on a high road, seven miles in a minute, minute
You're callin', you gotta stop
Keep callin', you gotta stop
I'm already out of range
I'm already off the drop
I'm already gone
Yeah, I'm gone, took your dog
Scrape your heart off the sidewalk
I'll never tell what you make me feel
'Cause I won't give an inch
I'm on a high road, seven miles in a minute
I'll never tell, 'cause it isn't real
No, I won't give an inch
I'm on a high road, seven miles in a minute, minute
Credits
Writer(s): John Graham Hill, Olivia Charlotte Waithe, Sam Homaee, Blu Detiger
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