Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Palmyra
Palmyra
Performer
Manoa Lewis Bell
Manoa Lewis Bell
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Manoa Lewis Bell
Manoa Lewis Bell
Songwriter
Sasha Macy Landon
Sasha Macy Landon
Songwriter
Teddy Chipouras
Teddy Chipouras
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jake Cochran
Jake Cochran
Producer
Danny Gibney
Danny Gibney
Producer

Lyrics

I talk to myself like you talk to a kid after they’ve done a bad, bad thing
Wish you would talk to me tender
Forgot and remembered when you told me to “Get yourself togetherm man”
Early hours of the morning
Tossing and turning
Everyone else in this house is asleep
Wish i could turn on the TV
Pretend like the host on the late show is talking to me
And I’m so damn lonely tonight
Talk to god in the parking lot
Killing my lunch break
I do my best work when I’m in the weeds
told you i’m getting better
I spent all of December in a room full of friends trying to learn how to breathe
81 back to Richmond
Drive all over virginia
I hate it, I love it, I don’t think I’ll ever leave
I’m alone in the attic
Going through Dads stuff
He looks a lot like me
And I’m so damn lonely tonight
So damn lonely tonight
So damn lonely
Palm readers and bad dives
Tracing the past lives
Told her, “You’re close but ain’t you tired, kid”
Spent all my money on dumb stuff
You called me a fuck-up
It’s funny
I’m laughing I think you cracked my ribs
Talked myself off a ledge last night
I hold my head in my hands when it spins
Paint me pretty my eyelids
Radio silence
You look so tired kid
And I’m so damn lonely tonight
 so damn lonely tonight
 so damn lonely tonight
 so damn lonely tonight
Pick me up don’t put me down
Pull my hair back and out of my mouth
I can’t breathe, not for lack of trying
Take me with you I could use a shower
Tell me where I’m gonna be in twenty some odd hours
I can’t breathe, not for lack of trying
Pick me up don’t put me down
Pull my hair back and out of my mouth
I can’t breathe, not for lack of trying
Take me with you I could use a shower
Tell me where I’m gonna be in twenty some odd hours
I can’t breathe, not for lack of trying
I’m trying
And I’m so damn lonely tonight
 so damn lonely tonight
 so damn lonely tonight
 so damn lonely tonight
And I’m so damn lonely tonight
so damn lonely
lonely tonight
Written by: Manoa Lewis Bell, Sasha Macy Landon, Teddy Chipouras
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