Fever

Standing on your front porch
Kissing through a screen door
Time is always running out
It's probably best to say the things you really feel out loud
But babe, if you believe it
Say it like you mean it
I hope I'd make them proud
If every younger version of myself could see me now
Didn't mean to wake you
Just go back to sleep
Been telling secrets I was supposed to keep

But you are a folktale
I'm a believer
You are a pipedream
I am a dreamer
You are a phone call
I'm a receiver
You are a sickness
And I've got a fever

Asking me what are we
A stranger at a party
Said I don't look well
I think that he was kidding
But I couldn't really tell
Either way, it went straight up to my head
Didn't mean to wake you, just go back to bed

But you are a folktale
I'm a believer
You are a pipedream
I am a dreamer
You are a phone call
I'm a receiver
You are a sickness
And I've got a fever

I want you to love me back
I want you to love me back
When the movie fades to black
I want you to love me

Didn't mean to wake you
Just go back to sleep
I wish that I could be content with me



Credits
Writer(s): August Leifeld
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