Jam the Phones

If you knew what I would do

Jam the phones to lie with you

Miracles aren't made from plagues

Reticence, or soft-boiled eggs

Think of it as common sense

There's no way out, there's no way out

Close your eyes, love, the time has come

Wade in water up to my thumbs

Less than passion has stirred some

Truth is lying in a ditch, it's done

Messaged you on 10/13

Had me glued to my phone screen

All this talk of what to do

All I want is to lie with you

Call it what you will, I guess

Laser focus, hocus pocus

Close your eyes, love, the night has come

Live them all like it's the last one

Dig your hand into the ignition

Roll the tape, love, cry your eyes out

Cry your eyes out, cry your eyes out

Cry your eyes out, cry your eyes out

Cry your eyes out, cry your eyes out, out

Cry your eyes out