Telephone

BRANDON LORENZO HOWARD

I know that I was acting out of character

Thought you knew me better than letting out all your stamina

Whatever the weather, reckon I'd stand with you

But all it took was balancing challenges and you'd had enough

I did some things that don't align with me

Thought you'd notice I was acting out of fear

I was broken I was hopeless I was gasping for the air

Always saw the best in me until it wasn't clear

And no one wants to leave a situation with the anger, with the hatred but it's easier that pain sometimes

I can see the light and everyone was only trying but it's hard coz my emotions run away sometimes

I know that we could never be the same, but still the days we spent together in my head are on replay sometimes

In the Park, linking arms, chasing cars, crazy how you'd even spark light out of the grey sometimes

I walk by myself

I'm stranger, I'm a ghost

Funny when it goes to shit

Fakes go running and the real ones stick

I'm beside myself

Way too much telephone

Stay tough through the fire and the blitz

found my friends at the bottom of a pit

Funny how they stick around,

money in my pocket now

Tired of misbelieving, but the ceiling feel it coming down

Hiding in the rubble theres no trouble when I'm underground

Keep me in your shadow guess it better when no one's around

Hard to not feel the guilt, the only thing I know is real

I'm tired of making changes why the fuck you think its me that's ill

Read the deal don't break my heart yeah keep it sealed

And I'll play my part till you need me girl

fistfights, love bites, missed us some nights

The bottles in my bloodline

Your is soul is solely sublime

Been beaten up but been in love, please don't leave me bleeding

Cause Tonight might be the night that these demons finally eat me up

Funny when it goes to shit they only fucking with you on a lets smoke a spliff

Funny guess I'm over it

Love the day ones, the fake ones don't owe me shit

I walk by myself

I'm stranger, I'm a ghost

Funny when it goes to shit

Fakes go running and the real ones stick

I'm beside myself

Way too much telephone

Stay tough through the fire and the blitz,

found my friends at the bottom of a pit

A.D.H.D I couldn't even hold a school down

I'm in disbelief I couldn't hold you down

Locked down, I had a lion in the zoo now

Emotions running wild so all the shame around them flew out

I'm too proud, I'm too quiet, I'm too loud

I'm too fake, I'm too sound, I'm too real, I'm too clouded by my feelings

Grounded on the ceiling

When I get you on the phone emotions go bulimic, pleading with you

I was in way too deep, I was down at your feet, summer ends, autumn leaves

Winter came without you calling

Tidied off your portion

Even after all, I hope I see you when it's warmer, it's human nature

Funny, when it goes to shit

Fakes go running and the real ones stick

Stay tough through the fire and the blitz

Found my friends at the bottom of the pit

I walk by myself

I'm stranger, I'm a ghost

Funny when it goes to shit

Fakes go running and the real ones stick

I'm beside myself

Way too much telephone

Stay tough through the fire and the blitz

found my friends at the bottom of a pit

Trivia about the song Telephone by Sweets

Who composed the song “Telephone” by Sweets?
The song “Telephone” by Sweets was composed by BRANDON LORENZO HOWARD.

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