Songtext

Too much distance, too much to digest
The things I think about you I invented in my head
And when there's no resistance with you undressed
Everyone was leaving so I threw you on my bed
And I know I should forget it, I never should have said it
Superficial fetish, I can't seem to edit
Looking for a medic, a book I never read it
Some people just don't get it

Ya know I left to get coffee you're asleep in my bed
Things that you taught me from a book I never read
When I'm holding your body, I know you're well bred
Kiss me in the morning and I'll be misled

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I've been letting my heart roam
Still have yet to find a home
I feel it in my bones, I'm not just stoned
Searched the catacombs, I found you now you're gone
I want to get you on
The phone

But no
Gotta let it go, Gotta let it go

But no
Gotta let it go, Gotta let it go

I watched you through the kitchen as you biked away
Made up my decision and I let it stay with a
Heavy heart healthy men had tried to lift
Hardened by the booze, and hungry for a shift
Although the letter was confusing, I don't want to use it
It's better that I'm choosing, I'll probably end up losing
It's crazy what I'm doing, foolish at best
Pictures I can't shake, the rising of your chest
The rising of your chest

But no
Gotta let it go, Gotta let it go

But no
Gotta let it go, Gotta let it go

Writer(s): John Coughlin, Patrick Howard, Robert Hunter, Marlin Bateman

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