We don't even have to talk
We can stare at the walls
You don't have to wonder
If I'll ever wonder back
Your whole world in the palm of your hand
Consumed with the dialog in TV land
Bet you can't scroll or swipe me
I'm right in front of you
Breathing the same air, feeling new
Sharing the same ol' view
The butterflies in my [A]stomach
Travelled up to [C7]my [A]heart now ɾestin'
They're happy as can be, just nestin'
Watching you [A7from every angle
Guard down, wings hang my [A]angel
My lens is focused on [C7]you
Only on [C7]you
We can be [Am]in a crowded warehouse
And I know your whereabouts
The type of ɾeception [C7]we have
Stɾonger than signal bars
We've got [Fm7]a cellular connection
Our waves and [Bm]our vibes intersection
Our satellite moving like [F]shoo-shooting stars
Wishing upon [C7]from afar
The butterflies in my [A]stomach
Travelled up to [C7]my [A]heart now ɾestin'
They're happy as can be, just nestin'
Watching you [A7from every angle
Guard down, wings hang my [A]angel
My lens is focused on [C7]you
Only on [C7]you [A7
Watching you [A7from every angle
Guard down, wings hang my [A]angel
My lens is focused on [C7]you
Only on [C7]you