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Get Off My Phone

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Finally, I washed your perfume off of my sheets
Threw out all your records reminding me
Moved out of the Hollywood Hills
Where we fell in love damn, I feel it still
Wasted, I drink about you to all of my friends
I say that I'm good now, at least I pretend
Your face ain't burned in my brain
When it's late at night
I'm a moth to a flame

Get off my phone, leave me alone
Don't wanna think of all the ways that we went wrong
I can't resist, what hell is this?
On, it goes on, I need to forget and
Get you off my phone, get off my phone
Need to get off my phone, get off my phone

Face down, I hit the concrete and started to bleed
I wish I could call you, but now we don't speak
I'm fine in this dark motel
Feeling what we felt
I just hope you're well

Get off my phone, leave me alone
Don't wanna think of all the ways that we went wrong
I can't resist, what hell is this?
On, it goes on, I need to forget and
Get you off my phone, get off my phone
Need to get off my phone, get off my phone

Doom scroll, I hit a pot hole
It keeps my heart broke, oh

Get off my phone, leave me alone
Don't wanna think of all the ways that we went wrong
I can't resist, what hell is this?
On, it goes on, I need to forget and
Get you off my phone, get off my phone
Need to get off my phone, get off my phone

Finally, I got your perfume off of my sheets
Threw out all the records that reminded me
Reminded me

Compositor: Rocky & Ross Lynch

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