Blow My Phone Up

Five, six, seven, eight times in the day I,
Turn around and get an image of you going through my head
So baby, what's up, what's up, what's up?
I don't know where you're trying to go but I can't let it go through
Feel like Imma drop a planet on somebody's head
So baby, what's up, what's up, what's up?
So baby blow my phone up, doesn't matter if it's old news
We can both use a little peace of mind to go through
You're the one I'm trying to go to
Trying to go to
Mm (Yeah), Yeah
It's been two hours since you up, last hit my phone
Sixteen other people texted me but I still feel alone
I only want to talk to you, I don't know how to stress it
Scrolling through my DMs to see if you sent a message
If we're gonna make this work, communication's key
But we drift away with every message that get's left on seen
And, and this is the last thought on my mind
Remember the times we stayed up until the dead of the night?
I played you songs with you catching the vibe
I love the twinkle and spark in your eyes
Send me a text, it don't matter what time
I'm trying to make your day and treat you right
Part of me dies when you don't reply
So I'm sitting here staring up at the sky
Damn you're devine
Got me surprised
Oh so fine
I'm so shook, that you're mine
(Wait, she's mine?)
So baby blow my phone up, it don't matter if it's old news
We can both use a little peace of mind to go through
You're the one I'm trying to go to
Trying to go to
I tell 'em baby,
you can blow my phone up it don't matter if it's old news
We can both use a little peace or mind to go through
You're the one I'm trying to go to
Trying to go to
Mm, yeah



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Writer(s): Evan Helm
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