Directed by Slater Goodson Produced by Jeffrey Ruble
Bryant Bural - DP Adam Gharib - Steadicam Op Eric Crain - Gaffer Tom Milkowski - PA
Lyrics
hand out the window, summer is gone again she makes me tip-toe, stuck where the ice is thin one step from falling in, please start talking
i’m watching this divide, are you not terrified who are we if we’re not us?
when did you stop loving me? when did you stop loving me? when did you stop loving me? when did you stop, when did you stop?
you’ll be the echo, i’ll be the empty room nothing is special after the magnitude of losing my heart to you, please start talking
we cope in different ways, you disassociate who are we if we give up?
when did you stop loving me? when did you stop loving me? when did you stop loving me? when did you stop, when did you stop?
when did you stop loving me? when did you stop loving me? when did you stop loving me? when did you stop, when did you stop?
it’s way too cold tonight, it’s way too late to try it’s way too cold tonight, it’s way too late to try hand out the window, summer is gone again
when did you stop loving me? when did you stop loving me? when did you stop loving me? when did you stop, when did you stop?
when did you stop loving me? (why won’t, why won’t you tell me, was it last month or last week) when did you stop loving me? (oh, babe, i’m down on my knees, don’t leave me in the dark please) when did you stop loving me? (why won’t, why won’t you tell me, was it last month or last week) when did you stop, when did you stop? (oh, babe, i’m down on my knees, don’t leave me in the dark please)
