Real Place Songtext
von American Authors
Real Place Songtext
I told you that I′d call
I got caught up with some people that never got to know me at all
Guess I was wrong
Is it all my fault?
For thinking that my reason for leaving was a reason at all
Maybe you're better off
Oh, I got something that I need to say out loud, oh
Oh, I′ll be coming back now just to talk it out
From a real place
I just wanna know the truth
From a real place
Tell me how to get to you, to you
Turns out I was lost
I was busy with a lover, God knows I never loved her at all
I needed somewhere to fall
This is where I belong
Standing right in front of you waiting for the past to move on
I'll give it all that I've got
Oh, I got something that I need to say out loud, to say out loud
Oh, I′ll be coming back now just to talk it, to talk it out
From a real place
I just wanna know the truth
From a real place
Tell me how to get to you, to you
I remember late nights driving in a taxi, back seat
Black leather jackets in a back streets asking
"Take me back, take me back"
I remember staying up high, we were chasing, making
All the wrong moves in right places, saying
"Take me back, take me back"
To a real place
I just wanna know the truth
From a real place
Tell me how to get to you, to you
(Place)
(Real place)
(Place)
(Real place)
I got caught up with some people that never got to know me at all
Guess I was wrong
Is it all my fault?
For thinking that my reason for leaving was a reason at all
Maybe you're better off
Oh, I got something that I need to say out loud, oh
Oh, I′ll be coming back now just to talk it out
From a real place
I just wanna know the truth
From a real place
Tell me how to get to you, to you
Turns out I was lost
I was busy with a lover, God knows I never loved her at all
I needed somewhere to fall
This is where I belong
Standing right in front of you waiting for the past to move on
I'll give it all that I've got
Oh, I got something that I need to say out loud, to say out loud
Oh, I′ll be coming back now just to talk it, to talk it out
From a real place
I just wanna know the truth
From a real place
Tell me how to get to you, to you
I remember late nights driving in a taxi, back seat
Black leather jackets in a back streets asking
"Take me back, take me back"
I remember staying up high, we were chasing, making
All the wrong moves in right places, saying
"Take me back, take me back"
To a real place
I just wanna know the truth
From a real place
Tell me how to get to you, to you
(Place)
(Real place)
(Place)
(Real place)
Writer(s): James Shelley, Cason Jay Cooley, Matthew Sanchez, Zachary Barnett, Trenton Kelly Dabbs, David Rublin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com