Writers: Peter Andrew MacDonald, Spencer Crawford FitzGerald, Sarah Elizabeth Newell, Matthew Cadigan, Hunter Madden.

Artwork: Victoria Walsh (@easterbrookart)

Bass: Spencer FitzGerald
Drums: Hunter Madden
Guitar: Matthew Cadigan
Keyboards/Synth: Pete

Piano: Sarah Newell
Saxophone: Sarah Newell
Singing and Vocals: Pete
Singing and Vocals: Sarah Newell

Producers: Dave Shears, Matt Dines, With Violet

Recording Studio: Clyde Avenue Studios
Recording Engineer: Matt Dines, Peter MacDonald
Mixing Engineer: Peter MacDonald
Mastering Engineer: Rob Kleiner

Thank you: Hurricane Music

Lyrics

Will you ever know what you do to me
The door is locked but you hold the key
Will you ever show what you hold to me
You my eyes make it hard to see
So the story goes when we live like this
We lose our trust in a trusted situation
Avoiding complications

Toxic Tiffany
Oh girl you are so bad for me I know
They ran the flag up high
And it matched the color of your coat
Your shoes
Your lips
They're candy apple red eclipse

Nobody dreams of this

You ought to know that you hold the leash
It pulls me back while I try to
Breath out the ghosts living in my lungs
Cause dating young ain't that fun
So the palace falls
With its walls of glass
Cause love like ours
Ain't made to last through this

But still I miss your kisses

Toxic Tiffany
Oh girl you are so bad for me I know
They ran the flag up high
And it matched the color of your coat
Your shoes
Your lips
They're candy apple red eclipse

No no nobody dreams of

Why do I wanna stay
Another day
Being treated all kinds of ways
Why do I want to stay
Another day with you

Toxic Tiffany
Oh girl you are so bad for me I know
They ran the flag up high
And matched the color of your coat
Your shoes
Your lips
They're candy apple red e-

Toxic Tiffany
Oh girl you are so bad for me I know
They ran the flag up high
And it matched the color of your coat
Your shoes
Your lips
They're candy apple red eclipse

Nobody dreams of this
Nobody dreams of this
I said nobody dreams of this
Nobody dreams of this