SIX MONTHS LATER is a recently released English song sung by Megan Moroney. This song is from the MM3* album. Lyrics are penned by Ben Williams, David “Messy” Mescon, Rob Hatch, and music is produced by Kristian Bush.
| Details | Info |
|---|---|
| Song | SIX MONTHS LATER |
| Album | MM3* |
| Artist | Megan Moroney |
| Producers | Kristian Bush |
| Writers | Ben Williams, David “Messy” Mescon, Rob Hatch |
| Release Date | June 20, 2025 |
| Label | Columbia Nashville & Columbia Records |
6 Months Later Lyrics – Megan Moroney
Let me set you the scene
November, circa 2019
Put a hole in my heart, watched it bleed
You said that we were better off as strangers
I was barely alive
Out of six feet deep, I was five
Pretty sure they called a hearse outside, okay, that’s dramatic
But I survived, then I survived
The “Hey Meg, I think I want you back
I’m a couple drinks in, thinkin’ it’s my bad
That I let you walk away and let you go
It’s the tale as old as time, I guess
When you couldn’t care more, I couldn’t care less
You’re a little too late to the party, heartbreaker
What doesn’t kill you calls you six months later
Oh, how the turns have tabled
All of a sudden, now you’re willing and able
Little therapy, now you’re so stable
Okay, well
Your next girlfriend will be so lucky
“Hey Meg, I think I want you back
I’m a couple drinks in, thinkin’ it’s my bad
That I let you walk away and let you go
It’s the tale as old as time, I guess
When you couldn’t care more, I couldn’t care less
You’re a little too late to the party, heartbreaker
What doesn’t kill you calls you six months later
What doesn’t kill you
Makes you stronger and blonder and hotter
Makes you wonder what you even saw in him at all
What doesn’t kill you always calls
(Oh, sorry, I think you have the wrong number?)
With a “Hey Meg, I think I want you back
I’m a couple drinks in, thinkin’ it’s my bad
That I let you walk away and let you go
It’s the tale as old as time, I guess
When you couldn’t care more, I couldn’t care less
You’re a little too late to the party, heartbreaker
What doesn’t kill you calls you six months later
