Weight

Girl, are you alone?
Got some things I wanna tell you
Better yet, show
Haven't stopped thinking about it
I've been on the road
My imagination's running out of control
Oh baby

Every time you walk into the room
I just can't believe how I got you
And I get to do the things we do
I can't seem to take these hands off you

I know you're running out of patience, babe
But I'ma make it worth the wait
I miss it when you say my name
I can't wait to give you all my attention, babe

'Cause I'm stressed out when I'm on tour
You're the only girl I perform for
You're the kind of love I wanna make more
I'm trying hard to keep my composure
I wish we were closer
When I touch down, it's over
I can't help but wait

Girl, pick up the phone
I've been counting down the days
'Til I'll be coming home
I keep visualizing things
And I hope that you know
When I see you, I'm not letting you go

Every time you walk into the room
I just can't believe how I got you
And I get to do the things we do
I can't seem to take these hands off you

I know you're running out of patience, babe
But I'ma make it worth the wait
I miss it when you say my name
I can't wait to give you all my attention, babe

'Cause I'm stressed out when I'm on tour
You're the only girl I perform for
You're the kind of love I wanna make more
I'm trying hard to keep my composure
I wish we were closer
When I touch down, it's over
I can't help but-

Just touched down and I'm enroute
Keep texting me pictures of those curves now
Already got the chardonnay on ice out
The both of us been waiting for a while now
All these flights keep messing with my brain
All these cities, yeah, they start to look the same
Empty hotel rooms, it's a heavy game
You're not really here and I can't bear the weight



Credits
Writer(s): Chad Oliver Price, Matthew Johnston
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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