Call me in the dead of night
And I’ll be at your door
Couldn’t love you any more
Put me in your passengers seat
Go a couple hours
Oh, this isn’t our first time around
And it’s no use
In the old news
And you’re living life through me
And you want the front page
Just don’t stop talking to me
Write our names in the sand
Prayer curbs our egos
Every time the wind blows
Kill me on the 101
Windows down
In the pouring rain
Till I wake back up again
It’s a lost start
And a false start
I’ve seen all the movies
So you wake up
Brush the bruise off
Just keep talking to me
Oh-oh
Ohhh
It’s a lost start
And a false start
I’ve seen all the movies
So we’ll pick up
Brush the bruise off
Just keep talking to me
