Stubble

Loan your letter to the dial tone
We can pass time, make time, sit in silence on the phone
Know you're better off skipping stones
If you scratch my back, then I'll scratch my name outside your home
I can't say enough about you
It all just surrounds you, the people around you
You wanna jam your fingernails beneath my skin
Concealed within, ask me where I've been
I'll let you know
I'll let you know
I'll let you know
I'll let you know
When I'm coming into town
Home is calling me to you again
You're a fine, fine hostess, closest out of all my friends
Smokes are choking down to my head
Checking in on me, keep me settled down in your bed
I can't shake the city around you
I can't be me without you, it's a pity without you
We shared a free drink under the lights and talked our shit
The feelings within, as for where I've been
I'll let you know
I'll let you know
I'll let you know
I'll let you know
When I'm coming into town



Credits
Writer(s): Ethan Bailey, Matthew Poulton, Tommy Oeffling
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