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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Private Island
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christian Lum
Songwriter
Cameron Anderson
Songwriter
Tommy Nickerson
Songwriter
Roger Mawer
Songwriter
Tim Barbour
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike Schuppan
Producer
Lyrics
No, Ms. Waitress
No one is joining me
I'll be alone for a while
She left in the fall
Right as our body heat
Would work for our small bed
It's a time change (it's a time change)
With some pain on it (with some pain on it)
I don't feel right (I don't feel right)
Where you at?
And I don't have (and I don't have)
A way to cure it (a way to cure it)
Only band-aids (only band-aids)
Where you at?
We're getting old
A new list of simple things
Something to do for a while
Touching myself
Imagining touching you
Your hands are softer than mine
I hope you hate it
Why did you do me like that?
Oh, it's a cold place
Without my chest on her back
Please, no more phone calls
About this place I ain't at
And no more stories
Want you in my day instead
I hope you hate it
Why did you do me like that?
Oh, it's a cold place
Without my chest on her back
Please, no more phone calls
About this place I ain't at
Please, just come back, back, back, back, back
It's a time change (it's a time change)
With some pain on it (with some pain on it)
I don't feel right (I don't feel right)
Where you at?
And I don't have (and I don't have)
A way to cure it (a way to cure it)
Only band-aids (only band-aids)
Where you at? Where you at?
Touching myself
Imagining touching you
Your hands are softer than mine
Touching myself
Imagining touching you
When you're alone, keep me in mind
Writer(s): Cameron Anderson, Christian Lum, Roger Mawer, Tim Barbour, Tommy Nickerson
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