When I think I get through to you, you’re gone again
I don’t need all your attention
Anything concrete would be a win
Until then, my wheels will spin
Until someone makes me feel again
You don’t know how I feel
Don’t tell me this isn’t real
You’re my escape
My getaway
Why wait?
Let’s get away 

I can hang with an old flame
I can have a fling with a hot thing
But I always come back to you
I don’t know what to do
But I’ve gotta get through to you
I just want to get through to you 

We don’t always see eye to eye
I’m not talking about our height
You’re the yin to my yang, and that’s alright
Playing with fire is something we both like
But do you want to know my secret fright?
You don’t want a girl like me by your side under inevitable limelight
It’s a nauseating feeling I can’t fight
The more time that passes, the more that seems right

I can hang with an old flame
I can have a fling with a hot thing
But I always come back to you
I don’t know what to do
But I’ve gotta get through to you
I just want to get through to you

Days go by; we don’t lock eyes
I feel like we’re wasting time
I feel like life’s passing us by
Is that all you want, passersby?
I’d be that to, if it meant I got to be with you
Then I’d know if these feelings are true
Or if I’m falling for a false image of you
That’s not what I want to do
That’s never what I tried to do
You’re my escape
My getaway
Why wait?
Let’s get away 

I can hang with an old flame
I can have a fling with a hot thing
But I always come back to you
I don’t know what to do
But I’ve gotta get through to you
I just want to get through to you 

You’re my escape
My getaway
Why wait?
Let’s get away
Or do you want me to go away?
I don’t know what else to say
I don’t know what to do
But I’ve gotta get through to you
I just want to get through to you

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