Why Do You Talk To Me?

Started with a conversation in somebody’s basement I don’t know

Poorly insulated, we went upstairs, out the door and had a smoke

I never thought that you were into me like that

Always figured tall and dark and handsome was your type

Wasn’t even banking on a little one night stand

Now I wake up every single morning by your side

Wondering

Why do you talk to me, talk to me?

I don’t know

You must’ve made a mistake

'Cause no one who looks like you looks at me

But you want me to yourself

Must’ve thought I’m someone else, babe

And I’m sure that your bedsheets

Probably not used to a dead-beat like me

Doesn’t make sense that you let me

Gently hold your hand if it was more than friendly

Never thought that you were into me like that

Always figured tall and dark and handsome was your type

Wasn’t even banking on a little one night stand

Now I wake up every single morning by your side

Wondering

Why do you talk to me, talk to me?

I don't know

You must’ve made a mistake

'Cause no one who looks like you looks at me

But you want me to yourself

Must’ve thought I’m someone else, babe

Must’ve thought, must've though, must've I’m someone else, babe

Must’ve thought, must've though, must've I’m someone else, babe

Must’ve thought, must've though, must've I’m someone else

But you want me to yourself

Must’ve thought I’m someone else, babe