In the Room: Overload

Yeah we used to flirt with freedom
'Fore everybody knew our names
We became their favorite secret
Love for love and not for fame
Oh, when I was your user
Your FaceTime abuser
Dose after dose 'til we crashed
Now they bet on our game
Say we'll go down in flames
It's too good but we never could last

But oh, we were undercover
'til it overflowed, overexposed
Oh, chained our love together
Never took it slow
And now we know life on overload (love, love)
Don't we always make a show of love
(love, love, yeah)

Let that cellphone ring, let
That bluebird sing
Let that message say unread
Let them talk about us
Let them talk too much
While we rule the whole world from our bed

And oh, we were undercover
'til it overflowed, overexposed
Oh, chained our life together
Never took it slow
And now we know life on overload
Don't we always make a show of love?
Life on overload
Must we make a spectacle of love?