your fault

Abe Parker

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No you can't blame me for showing all my cards
There in the backseat of your Chevy Impala
Look at you
What could I do?
I'm not myself wait
You reworked the wiring in my head space
I'm not thinking clearly but you're
All that I could ask for
And maybe a whole lot more
Oh I'm sure

That you're the reason I
Smile like an idiot at my phone
Take wrong exits on my drive home
Lose all sense of time
Waiting on your calls
Don't look at me, it's all your fault

I took a breath but there was nothing there, you stole the oxygen
Out of this northern Georgia air and now I'm terrified again
This might be everything that I have ever wanted and
What if I lost it
I saw the future in the rear view
With me holding you there
Please tell me you feel the same
I'm walking back home shaking
'Cause I didn't know that I could
Feel this way

Now you're the reason I
Smile like an idiot at my phone
Take wrong exits on my drive home
Lose all sense of time
Waiting on your calls
Don't look at me, it's all your fault

I guess I just wanted to be yours
And now I'm close
I'm catching feelings fumbling my words
And missing these notes

Now you're the reason I
Smile like an idiot at my phone
Take wrong exits on my drive home
Lose all sense of time
Waiting on your calls
Don't look at me... 'Cause I'll
Smile like an idiot at my phone
Take wrong exits on my drive home
Lose all sense of time
Waiting on your calls
Don't look at me, it's all your fault