• Songwriters: Brian Patrick Murray, Sam Lucid, Chris Pappas

Picture a picture frame
It's got no magic to it
It's got no picture there
Transparent -- you see right through it
I bet you'd call it art
Yes, this is au revoir
I bet you'd contemplate it far too long, alright

Now, I spy a visionary
I spot a master plan
I see a competition
Working on a better scam
No time for celebration
No time for running 'round
This time's for real no so don't slow down, alright?

What would you say
If I told you that I never thought that I could feel this way?
What would you do
If I told you that when I get that call from you I don't delay?

I don't want to wait
So let's not hesitate
I don't want to wait
So let's not hesitate
Woah woah, woah woah
I don't want to wait anymore, anymore

Don't got no internet, ain't got no telephone
You want to send it to him
You're going to have to mail it home
But you like it simpler like that
Organic, analog
They want to party with you all night long, alright

What would you say
If I told you that I never thought that I could feel this way?
What would you do
If I told you that when I get that call from you I don't delay?

I don't want to wait
So let's not hesitate
I don't want to wait
So let's not hesitate
Woah woah, woah woah
I don't want to wait anymore, anymore

What would you say if I told you that I
Never thought that I could feel that way?
What would you do if I told you that when
I hit the floor with you I almost faint
How would you feel if I confessed all my lies?
Threw them far away to detonate
What would you think if I struggled to rhyme?
Wrote you a tune without a steady beat?