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Landon Conrath
Performer
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Landon Conrath
Songwriter
Bradley Hale
Songwriter
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Landon Conrath
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Sombear
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Alec Ness
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Lyrics
You know I hate the way you talk to my friends
It's such a simple thing to mess with my head
But it comes, and it goes, I'm at ordeal alone
Like a ghost, I suppose
I had it out for myself
Turn into somebody else
But I'm just under your spell
Until you're ringin' my bell
I know you're callin' just so we can talk about
You, on the phone like I'm your therapy
So overblown, when it's just somethin' we both know
We're so, so, baby
Maybe we're just chronic, I'll wait for you to want it instead
I'll win the triple crown at your rodeo
By learnin' every name in your stupid shows
But it comes, and it goes
Change the password to my HBO, I suppose
I had it out for myself
Turn into somebody else
But I'm just under your spell
Until you're ringin' my bell
I know you're callin' just so we can talk about
You, on the phone like I'm your therapy
So overblown, when it's just somethin' we both know
We're so, so, baby
Maybe we're just chronic, I'll wait for you to want it instead
Oh-oh
Oh-oh (maybe we're just chronic)
Oh-oh (I'll wait for you to want it instead)
Honestly, I thought it over
New Year's Eve, last December
At Applebee's, you call me over
Sat me down and started talkin' 'bout
You, on the phone like I'm your therapy
So overblown, when it's just somethin' we both know
We're so, so, baby
Maybe we're just chronic, I'll wait for you to want it instead
Oh-oh
Oh-oh (maybe we're just chronic)
Oh-oh (I'll wait for you to want it instead)
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh
Writer(s): Landon Conrath, Brad Hale
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