Austin

Little trees still dangling from the mirror
Sharp charisma served as his veneer
All his doubts
Kept them hid

Turning heads a spoiler at its rear
Blink your eyes reflections reappear
Now he's Mingling
Without a hitch

Hey man your charm is your disguise
He can't be alone

Just let her see through polished lines
He left a voicemail

Single mother pulls the ends to meet
Small apartment pay utilities
Lighting candles
Warm your hands

Phoebe's here with honest searching eyes
Looking right through him like empty skies
Let her know
Who you are

Hey man your charm is your disguise
He can't be alone
Just let her see through polished lines
Voicemail on her phone
Turning the pieces til they fit
He can't be alone
Complete the sky that lies within
He left a voicemail

Ooh

He can't be alone
Voicemail on her phone
He can't be alone



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