Telluride

Television, repetition
Empty noise so I can sleep
Long division, Indecision
Nothing's making sense to me

I get by on my phone through the weekend
Agonize over words that you're speaking
Sunny side of the bed, couldn't sleep in
But don't you know it's all downhill

Hurry up, wait
It's just a crush, babe
No need to rush things (things, things)
Out of touch, great
Why don't you love me?
Never been lucky

Don't remember, mid-December
A couple months in Albany
Said whatever, cheap endeavors
My hands across the balcony

Roll the dice, sent the text, are you sleeping?
Paralyzed, no response, am I tweaking?
Satellites probably down, need a reason
But don't you know it's all downhill

Hurry up, wait
It's just a crush, babe
No need to rush things (things, things)
Out of touch, great
Why don't you love me?
Never been lucky

I guess it's really a game
I guess it's really a game

Sold my car to a movie star
So they'd let me take a picture
Man, I try too hard
For your stupid likes
Hoping cupid bites
I'm a troubadour
Got me on the floor

Sold my car to a movie star
So they'd let me take a picture
Man, I try too hard
For your stupid likes
Hoping cupid bites
I'm a troubadour
Got me on the floor

Hurry up, wait
It's just a crush, babe
No need to rush things (things, things)
Out of touch, great
Why don't you love me?
Never been lucky

I guess it's really a game
I guess it's really a game



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Writer(s): Landon Conrath, Alex David Kimball
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