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.
I spoke to myself in the mirror for awhile 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 think you're my favorite girl I ever met.
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.
I spoke to myself in the mirror for awhile 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 think you're my favorite girl I ever met.
(Girl)
I spoke to myself in the mirror for awhile 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 think you're my favorite girl I ever met.
(I just wanted to tell her)