Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nick Fradiani
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nicholas Fradiani
Songwriter
Nicholas Abraham
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nicholas Fradiani
Producer
Nicholas Abraham
Producer
Songtexte
Are your hands broken?
That phone don’t leave your side
I’ve been waiting for it
Your most creative lie
And I’ll take it let you make it up me again
My selective memory will get me in the end
It feels like love
Only when you want it to
But that ain’t love
If I’m just someone to get you through
All the nights you’re feeling lonely
But when I’m lonely where the hell are you
Guess I’m dumb in love
If I were smart I would run from you
Is your memory workin?
‘Cause I remember every night
When we would dance to Elvis
Hold each other till the morning light
Is this timeless or just time missed?
I’m afraid to know
I’m we’re honest with ourselves would we just let it go
It feels like love
Only when you want it to
But that ain’t love
If I’m just someone to get you through
All the nights you’re feeling lonely
But when I’m lonely where the hell are you
Guess I’m dumb in love
If I were smart I would run from you
So are my hands broken?
Why can’t I call you ‘cause we need to talk?
Is my memory working?
I think it might be time to walk
But it feels like love
Only when you want it to
But that ain’t love
If I’m just someone to get you through
All the nights you’re feeling lonely
But when I’m lonely where the hell are you
Guess I’m dumb in love
If I were smart I would run from you
If I were smart I would run from you
So are my hands broken?
Why can’t I call you ‘cause we need to talk?
Is my memory working?
I think it might be time to walk
I were smart I would run from you
Guess I’m dumb in love
If I were smart I would run from you
Written by: Nicholas Abraham, Nicholas Fradiani
