I′m in New York, thinking of you

Wondering what you are up to

From this lonely ass hotel roomWith a pretty good lookin' view

I am somewhere in the States

Going somewhere on a plane

It doesn′t really matter as long as I'm

Always far away

Or maybe on a bus for a month straight

Shit's fun, but I′m going insane

Like it′s been months since I've had sex

I′m just a horny little lovesick mess

And I don't wanna be the type of person who calls you up

Every time I need to get off, but

I guess that′s who I'm turning into

Oh, fuck

Down the Times Square in the rain

There′s a billboard with my face

It's so weird how things have changed

Think about it every day

If I ever make it back

Will I find what we once had?

Guess I ruined us pretty bad

Oh-whoa

I'm in the same city as you

But I still don′t come through

′Cause I've got so much to do

And that′s the shittiest excuse

So, don't ever take me back

Let′s just face the fact

I treated you like trash

And you deserve more than that

My love comes out at midnight

My love comes out at midnight

My love comes out at midnight

My love comes out at midnight

My love comes out at midnight