Out of Touch

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Phabo & Shaé Universe] Calling you soon as I get off You hit me on my break, but I was working It didn't work in my favor, so I'm calling you later I'm praying that you stayed up, baby How long are we gon' pretend that we can do long distance Say you gon' give it to nobody else but me, yeah You know that I'll be a good boy for you surely And I'll be knocking at your door when my tour ends Boy, you know I ain't tryna wait for tour You give me attention, but I still need more How can I find the words to say? Out of sight and I'm out the way I tried, you weren't even concerned Who gon' give me comfort now? I pray for the best Whatever comes next hope it's worth it [Chorus: Shaé Universe] Can't feel you, I'm out of touch I hate thinking way too much Still learning to trust my gut This distance is making it rough Too many lonely nights When you gon' book a flight to London? Another lonely night in London [Verse 2: Phabo] You can't expect me to be two places at once But then how do you expect me to take that as enough? I called your plus forty-four four times last night You didn't wanna speak to me (Couldn't call me back) Now hold up, you know I'm eight hours ahead Sleeping lonely in this bed [Chorus: Shaé Universe & Phabo] Can't feel you, I'm out of touch I hate thinking way too much Still learning to trust my gut This distance is making it rough Too many lonely nights When you gon' book a flight to London? I'm 'bout to book my flight to London Can't feel you, I'm out of touch I hate thinking way too much Still learning to trust my gut This distance is making it rough Too many lonely nights When you gon' book a flight to London? Another lonely night in London [Outro: Phabo] Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah [Interlude] Good morning to all my women out there I'm comin' with the smooth, groove mornin' jams This is DJ Cream on ya Mr. Show Me Some Ass And I'll Throw Some Cash, I thank you I got a world premier from a guy, your guy, Phabo It's called "Love Song"