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It’s eleven thirty at night
And you're in your bed nice and tight
Maybe you're dreaming of me
I am calling you, I am wishing you were here
I hope I didn't annoy you today
If I did, you answered anyway
Now I am laying in my bed
I am hearing you wishing I could feel too

I miss her
I wanted to tell her

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I spoke to myself in the mirror for a while tonight
And I made a promise that I would never fuck up having you in my life
And to be honest…
I think you're my favorite girl I ever met, yeah

I bought a new notebook for the road
Covered it with your area code
Over and over again
It's tattooed by the pen and I wish it was my home
`Cause I kinda hate everyone I know
And lately I've been feeling so low
Come get inside my bed
You make me feel dead
By being out there in the Unknown

I miss her
I wanted to tell her

[Chorus] x2

And I just wanted to tell her