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Said you wanna be free But you spent every minute with me Never letting down my guard Keep you far away from my heart Still you don't wanna leave Now you want my hand to keep it in your pocket In your blue jeans jacket Keep it to yourself But you can never lay your hand on my shoulder Never let me closer And I thought we did so well Here we go Blow up my phone again Calling at 3 a.m. You're hoping for another chance To become more than friends You said you wanted less Still hanging with your ex But now you miss the sex I know you think it was the best Now you want my, now you want my, now you want my Now you want my hand to keep it in your pocket In your blue jeans jacket Keep it to yourself But you can never lay a hand on my shoulder Never let me closer And I thought we did so well Here we go Blow up my phone again Calling at 3 a.m. You're hoping for another chance To become more than friends You said you wanted less Still hanging with your ex But now you miss the sex I know you think it was the best Said you wanna be loved But no love is never enough No you never really tried You just run along for the ride And take whatever you want Here we go Now you want my, now you want my, now you want my Now you want my hand to keep it in your pocket In your blue jeans jacket Keep it to yourself But you can never lay your hand on my shoulder Never let me closer And I thought we did so well Here we go Blow up my phone again Calling at 3 a.m. You're hoping for another chance To become more than friends You said you wanted less Still hanging with your ex But now you miss the sex I know you think it was the best Blow up my phone again, calling at 3 a.m. Blow up my phone again, calling at 3 a.m. Blow up my phone again, calling at 3 a.m. Calling at 3 a.m.
Writer(s): Sylvester Willy Sivertsen, Nicole Morier, Ryan Landis, Fredrika Ericson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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