Dylan Turner - Distraction текст песни

Thinking to himself, there sits a man
Stubborn although he seems,
He tries to understand,
"Are we all faces on our phones?
Or are we just getting closer?"
This girl is such a distraction

Hope you catch on to the words that I'm writing down:
"I can't let go,
I've tried so hard to make things seem less impossible
So this is my last goodbye"

Well they say he's not a prophet,
"Don't you listen to them son"
Just keep every single thing within
Your silver moon breathes hollow tunes
He's out of turn too soon
"Are we all faces on our phones?
Or are we just getting closer?"
This girl is just a distraction

Do you love me like you say you do?
Do you love me?
Will you love me when you say, "I do"?