Traded my wristband for her number
Wound up in a car back home with another
Seems to be how these things go
All I want to feel is something real
But all these girls want to feel some other deal
Seems to be how these things go
"You don't call me, enough"
She messaged me the next day
"If I didn't know better I'd call your bluff"
I said, "I think I could do the same"
I'm tired of these long lines
And these
Wasted conversations that are wasting my time
I'm a busy guy with a lot on my mind
All she wants is to show face and forget mine
She said she likes my band, to play her something
Baby I'm not on a jukebox, I'll just keep her wondering
Seems to be how these things go
Now she's out the door and down the hall
I guess she's more temporary after all
Seems to be how these things go
"You don't call me, enough"
She messaged me the next day
"If I didn't know better I'd call your bluff"
I said, "I think I could do the same"
I'm tired of these long lines
And these
Wasted conversations that are wasting my time
I'm a busy guy with a lot on my mind
All she wants is to show face and forget mine
It's my bad
But her reckless misconceptions are driving me mad
I'm a busy guy with a lot on my mind
All she wants is to show face and forget mine
"You don't call me, enough"
She messaged me the next day
"If I didn't know better I'd call your bluff"
I said, "I think I could do the same"
I'm tired of these long lines
And these
Wasted conversations that are wasting my time
I'm a busy guy with a lot on my mind
All she wants is to show face and forget mine
It's my bad
But her reckless misconceptions are driving me mad
I'm a busy guy with a lot on my mind
All she wants is to show face and forget mine