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You were the one
I thought you were the one
That I would hold
To always own the feelin'
Of leavin' my bedroom through the roof
And feel so high never wanted to go down
But we flew 'till our wings broke
So high we ran out of oxygen
Afraid there's no way to go
'Cause we'll never make it just as friends
Should I swing by
Or is it too hard to meet?
Give me reason why or instead I'll beg please
Pick up your phone
Pick up your phone for me
'Cause you know we have to talk about it
We'll hurt 'till it burns and we'll cry 'till we find out
If there's somethin' left to try
Left to try
If there's somethin' left to try
City views
Do you see the view I see?
It's made for two
So what's the point in seein' it
When I'm alone and I can't sleep
And I need your body
To stop me from comin' down
Pick up your phone
Pick up your phone for me
'Cause you know we have to talk about it
We'll hurt 'till it burns and we'll cry 'till we find out
If there's somethin' left to try
Left to try
Left to try
If there's somethin' left to try
Pick up your phone
Pick up your phone for me
'Cause you know we have to talk about it
We'll hurt 'till it burns and we'll cry 'till we find out
Is there somethin' left to try?
