If These Sheets Were States

I’m lost in empty pillow talk again
Lost in empty pillow talk again
This bed’s an island made of feathered down
And I’m stuck here alone
Little else but memories of you on memory foam
Visions of a brighter love, I’d kill for one more day
To pool my thoughts and find the words to say
If these sheets were the states and you were miles away
I’d fold them end over end to bring you closer to me
Because I don’t sleep at all without you pressed up against me
I settle for long distance calls
I’m lost in empty pillow talk again
I’m lost in empty pillow talk again
This room’s become a mausoleum filled with relics of regret
Paying dues to every moment wasted on words left unsaid
Collisions of a finer love, I’d kill for one more way
To tell you how you make me better every day
If these sheets were the states and you were miles away
I’d fold them end over end to bring you closer to me
Because I don’t sleep at all without you pressed up against me
I settle for long distance calls
I’m lost in empty pillow talk again
Lost in empty pillow talk again
Lost in empty pillow talk again
If these sheets were the states and you were miles away
I’d fold them end over end to bring you closer to me
Because I don’t sleep at all without you pressed up against me
I settle for long distance calls
I’m lost in empty pillow talk
I settle for long distance calls
I’m lost in empty pillow talk again
I’m lost in empty pillow talk again