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
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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