Yellow Telephone

I wanna go back, back to the way it used to be
When the skyline met the sea
and we floated peacefully

A plan for attack, to take back the things I used to own
like my cracking stepping stones
and my yellow telephone

I might sound crazy (crazy)
but I've felt so hollow lately
These speakers are blown (are blown)
Give me back my yellow telephone

I don't think it's wrong to get back onto the railroad tracks
and to bleach what's painted black
and get my Telecaster

A plan for attack, to take back the things I used to own
like my cracking stepping stones
and my yellow telephone

I might sound crazy (crazy)
but I've felt so hollow lately
These speakers are blown (are blown)
So give me back my yellow telephone (yeah)

I might sound crazy (crazy)
but I've felt so hollow lately
These speakers are blown (are blown)
Give me back my yellow telephone



Credits
Writer(s): Justin Kline
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