Lost in a Hotel Room

Can't get in touch with you lately
Your eyes, your body, it's keeping me awake
I think you've made me crazy
But it's okay, because you take away all the pain

& You think that I'd be sorry
To call you
& It's all coming back to me
While on my bed face up but coming down

Face up but coming down

I've been obsessed with the feeling
The high, dopamine drip into my veins
I'll try to pull you close to me
But keep my space while I push you away

& You think that I'd be sorry
To feel you
& It's all coming back to me
When I touch you
& You think that I'd be sorry
To call you
& It's all coming back to me
While on my bed face up but coming down

Face up but coming down
On my bed face up but coming down
Face up but coming down



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Writer(s): Tyler Pritchett
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