TV Guide

Baby we were made to last
Can I hear the end before it fades to black
Baby I can't turn it off oh no
Channel surfing up until the crash

How long can you leave me in my room
Yeah this channel ain't coming in tune
Oh this angle me in front of you
What is there to do to handle

There was some bad news and some sad truths
Couldn't turn the TV off
When I had you and thats actual
Why I even got the TV on
You're passive and I'm average
I'm emptying out that fridge
You hold me in the palm of your hand like the remote
Hide it in the cushion below
These shows are holding my attention
(Tension, tension)
I'm learning how to cook right now
Why you giving me that look right now
Every time you hear that click you mention how
I never take my eyes of this
Used to never take my eyes of you
Used to the sound coming out all night
Now I'm used to the blue light and the feelings ensue, but

Baby we were made to last
Can I hear the end before it fades to black
Baby I can't turn it off oh no
Channel surfing up until the crash

How long can you leave me in my room
Yeah this channel ain't coming in tune
Oh this angle me in front of you
What is there to do to handle

Another night on the sofa
And it's cold down here
And you know how I feel about the warmth
I told ya
I hate the quiet need a sound to hear
I can't sleep without a night light
You need it pitch black
And if its like that well then it's like this
I can see my reflection I don't like that
I got bags underneath my eyes
I don't sleep no I don't get tired
You got bags underneath your arms
Where you off to?

Baby we were made to last
Can I hear the end before it fades to black
Baby I can't turn it off oh no
Channel surfing up until the crash

How long can you leave me in my room
Yeah this channel ain't coming in tune
Oh this angle me in front of you
What is there to do to handle
How long can you leave me in my room
Yeah this channel ain't coming in tune
Oh this angle me in front of you
What is there to do to handle

Hey
It's mom, It's uh 2 o'clock
I was just calling to chit chat I'm driving from work
Anyway, I'll talk to you soon
Bye



Credits
Writer(s): Connor Creasey
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