It's Friday night - I'm scrolling and I,
Pass by your picture and I swear it hits me like a dagger
Have to remind myself if we don't talk it doesn't matter
Why would it matter?
I know I should be out here searching for some bigger purpose,
But all these days cooped up in my room got me feeling worthless
Thinking of calling when I see your name it gets me nervous,
I'm not usually like this
But baby, ooh, hey,
I'm hoping that you might get a clue
Get a clue, get a clue
Cause you know the truth is,
My bed feels so much better with you
With you, with you
It's getting late, I'm still waiting by you,
Won't say a word, got me playing Blues Clues
Give me a sign, give me time to find you,
Feeling dazed in this bed built for two
I see your name light up on my screen think I must be dreaming,
Might have imagined it but still don't wanna stop believing
Half of the fun in love is low-key doing all the scheming
I'll just keep on dreaming
But baby, ooh, hey, I'm hoping that you might get a clue,
Get a clue, get a clue
Cause you know the truth is, my bed feels so much better with you,
With you, with you
It's getting late, late, late
Won't say a word
Give me a sign, give me time to find you, in this bed built for two
But baby, ooh, hey, I'm hoping that you might get a clue,
Get a clue, get a clue
Cause you know the truth is, my bed feels so much better with you,
With you, with you
So baby, ooh, hey, I'm hoping that you might get a clue,
Get a clue, get a clue
Cause you know the truth is, my bed feels so much better with you,
With you, with you
You know you gotta gotta gotta baby,
Get a clue, ooh
Know you got to got to got to baby
Got to got to got to get a --