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Pretty Catatonic

Demi Lovato

I feel it sinking in, nothing can drown you quite like
Half of an empty bed, it's getting cold on one side
Me and goodbyes, they don't mix
Especially with you and I (I, I)

Yeah, I hate that I can't talk (talk), taste (taste), touch (touch)
Feel the same, think (think), dream (dream), sleep (sleep) away the pain
It kills me when I see your suitcase packed
Rationally, I know you're coming back

But I'm three breaths in and I can't breathe, so
I get pretty catatonic every time that you go
You're not leaving me on purpose, yeah, I know, I know, I know
But I get pretty catatonic every time that you go

Yeah, I'm three breaths in and I can't breathe, so
I get pretty catatonic every time that you go
I feel like a little kid that keeps missing their home
I get pretty catatonic every time that you go

I'm wishing you were here, wiping the tears from my eyes
I know they'll disappear if I could kiss you goodnight
Two days, it feels like a year
I'm this close to taking a flight

Yeah, I hate that I can't talk (talk), taste (taste), touch (touch)
Feel the same, think (think), dream (dream), sleep (sleep) away the pain
It kills me when I see your suitcase packed
Rationally, I know you're coming back

But I'm three breaths in and I can't breathe, so
I get pretty catatonic every time that you go
You're not leaving me on purpose, yeah, I know, I know, I know
But I get pretty catatonic every time that you go

Yeah, I'm three breaths in and I can't breathe, so
I get pretty catatonic every time that you go
I feel like a little kid that keeps missing their home
I get pretty catatonic every time that you go

(Talk, taste) pretty catatonic, –tonic
(Talk, taste) pretty catatonic, –tonic
(Talk, taste) pretty catatonic, –tonic
(Talk, taste) pretty catatonic
Talk, taste, touch, dream
Talk, taste, touch, dream

Composição: Demi Lovato, Steph Jones, Julia Michaels, Zhone