Reaching for the phone 'cause I can't fight it anymore.And I wonder if I’ve ever cross your mind, for me it happens all the time.
It's a quarter after one, i'm all alone and I need you now.Said I wouldn't call but I lost all control and I need you now.And I don't know how I can do without, I just need you now.
Another shot of whisky,can't stop looking at the door.Wishing you'd come sweeping in the way you did before.
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