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And I know that, you call, call, call
And I know every winter I came home
I'm always worried that you read my text and forget
I miss your bones, I miss your bo-ones
I can feel, I can feel the distance
A-getting under my ski-i-i-in
I know, we both got plans to disappear

And I know that, you call, call, call
And I know every winter I came home
I'm always worried that you read my text and forget
I miss your bones, I miss your bo-ones

Aye, aye, aye
And dammit I just wanna feel your bones
Against my bones
Your bones on my home
Baby, maybe, we can fall asleep on the telephone

O-o-ohh telephone, o-o-ohh telephone
Fall asleep, on the telephone
O-o-ohh telephone, o-o-ohh telephone
Maybe, we can fall asleep on the telephone
O-o-ohh telephone

I miss your voice, this is why these are written
And I see your smile as I sit here singin'
I know, you got plans
So could you call me before you disa- disappear?

And I know that, we write these notes
We git the gah- we got this hope
And I'm always worried when you read my text
That you're a wreck, when I
Say I'm not coming ho-ome

And aye, aye, aye,
And baby I just wanna feel your, feel your bones
I miss your bones
Your bones on my home
And baby I just wanna feel your, feel your bones

We fall asleep, on the telephone, aye
We can fall asleep, on the telephone
O-o-ohh telephone, o-o-ohh telephone
We fall asleep, on the telephone
O-o-ohh telephone, o-o-ohh telephone
Maybe, we can fall asleep, on the telephone
O-o-ohh telephone

And baby I just wanna feel your, feel your bones
wanna, feel your, feel your bones
And baby I just wanna feel your, feel your bones
Wanna feel your, feel your bones

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