Album Name : Don't Panic
Release Date : 2012-10-09
Song Duration : 3:19
All Time Low If These Sheets Were States
I’m lost in empty pillow talk again
I’m lost in empty pillow talk again
This bed’s an island made of feather down, and I’m
stuck here alone
With little else but memories of you, on memory foam
Visions of a brighter love, I’d kill for one more day
To pool my thoughts, and find the words to say
If these sheets were the states, and you were miles
away,
I’d fold them end over end to bring you closer to me.
Because I don’t sleep at all without you pressed up
against me.
I settle for long distance calls, I’m lost in empty
pillow talk again.
I’m lost in empty pillow talk again
This room’s become a mausoleum, filled with relics of
regret
Paying dues to every moment wasted, on words left
unsaid
Collisions of a finer love, I’d kill for one more way
To tell you how you make me better every day
If these sheets were the states, and you were miles
away,
I’d fold them end over end to bring you closer to me.
Because I don’t sleep at all without you pressed up
against me.
I settle for long distance calls, I’m lost in empty
pillow talk again.
(Lost in empty pillow talk again)
(Lost in empty pillow talk again)
If these sheets were the states, and you were miles
away,
I’d fold them end over end to bring you closer to me.
Because I don’t sleep at all without you pressed up
against me.
I settle for long distance calls, I’m lost in empty
pillow talk
I settle for long distance calls, I’m lost in empty
pillow talk again.
I’m lost in empty pillow talk again.