I wanna call you and tell you, "Come over" Get drunk and tell you what I think when I'm sober Bring up a memory you forgot you remembered June 2019, naked by the river
Don't hang up Give me a second to explain myself I learned my lesson through a dive bar hell Just give me a second, baby
You don't owe me shit But you know my secrets, and it's 3 a.m. And I know you're sleeping but you're still all that I got And I know I blew my first shot But could you give me a second? Mm
Don't know what you have 'Til it slips through your fingers But I knew what we had So where does that leave us?
I said things I said I didn't mean Like I took it all back I was losing you right in front of me But 'til you packed your bags
Girl, I was blinded by the good times And the way I made you laugh And I hope I can change your mind 'Cause I can't change the past, baby
Don't hang up Give me a second to explain myself I learned my lesson through a dive bar hell Just give me a second, baby
And, no, you don't owe me shit But you know my secrets, and it's 3 a.m. And I know you're sleeping but you're still all that I got And I know I blew my first shot But could you give me a second? Yeah Could you give me a second? Whoa
No, you don't owe me shit But you know my secrets, and it's 3 a.m. And I know you're sleeping but you're still all that I got And I know I blew my first shot But could you give me a second? Could you give me a second?
It was good to see you last night Um, I'm not really sure what I'm doing right now but I miss you
Compositores: Jon Sherwood, Greylan James, Aaron Babcock