[ Featuring Bone ]
I hate it when I call you up on a Sunday night
That means it's Monday for you
And weekdays are made for pulling through
They are for things that normal people do
Those days don't mean a thing to me
'Cause you're away from me
I'm tied up to this time zone
And most days should be for holding you
To do the things that normal people do (do the things that normal people do)
I'm older, not wiser, my eyes are darker
The time is slipping
The memory isn't fading, need to keep going
Help me clear the blur
I'm coming over across that border
Got nothing to declare
Except for this sharp despair
Coming to you completely bare
Let's start off from where we were
Please just don't marry her
All I'm really, really asking
Is you wait for me a little bit longer
Put the phone down and grab my hand
I wanna scream with you
Empty my lungs in the skate pool
Oh meet me up on Garden Street
I feel like digging up old memories
I'm older, not wiser, my eyes are darker
The time is slipping
The memory isn't fading, need to keep going
Help me clear the blur
I'm coming over across that border
Got nothing to declare
Except for this sharp despair
Coming to you completely bare
Let's start off from where we were
Please just don't marry her
All I'm really, really asking
Is you wait for me a little bit longer
A little bit, a little bit longer
Yeah, yeah, yeah
A little bit longer, a little bit longer, a little bit longer
A little bit longer, a little bit longer, a little bit longer
A little bit longer, a little bit longer, a little bit longer
A little bit longer, a little bit, ohh yeah
