Beatrice (U.S. Girls Remix)

Would you call me when you get this?

So know that there's nothin' left to fix

I just wanted to hear your voice

Would you meet me on Beatrice? (On Beatrice)

On Beatrice (On Beatrice)

On Beatrice (On Beatrice)

On Beatrice (On Beatrice)

Everything just hurts to touch (Hurts to touch)

I know I think, I think about it way too much (Way too much)

On the pavement, I spill my guts

The crowd's watching, but I won't shut up, and now

Caught me right in the middle, darling (Middle, darling)

Of feeling lighter and movin' on (Movin' on)

Dim the lights and the music plays

But you catch your cab and walk away, and we head

We head home, we head home

We head home to separate places

Home again to separate places

When you reply, I'm up the block

Buyin' my tall cans by the buck

And when we meet at nine o'clock, my voice shakes

When I say, "Everything just starts to hurt to touch? (Hurts to touch)

(I think I really gone and fucked it all up)

On the pavement, I spill my guts

A crowd's watching, but I won't shut up, and then

Caught me right in the middle, darling (Middle, darling)

I'm feeling lighter, I'm movin' on (Movin' on)

They dim the lights as the music plays

But you catch your cab and walk away

And we head home again to separate places

Home again to separate places

We head home, we head home

We head home to separate places

Home again to separate places