Phone Me

I give my sleep, hair's off my head

Fillet of a 7Up

Need to raise Cassandra from the dead

I'm godless, but I got a hunch

A weird drink in the fridge, a late night in the gym

We'll probably get in and not even see each other

New word that you use, a faint scuff of the shoes

It's not much, but I know, then you say

"Cass, you're a liar and worse

The kind of woman who hurts

Just stick it in and quit the questioning"

Aw, how can I figure it out?

Becky Vardy's account

I went for dinner with her yesterday

Phone me, baby, phone me

I'm crazy, but I'm never wrong

Phone me, baby, phone me

Does my affliction turn you on?

She finds no proof, I feel so weak

Uh, because I couldn't do

Every little thing you asked of me

Like every girl before me too

Another drink in the fridge, really late nights in the gym

We'll probably get in and not even see each other

Another word that you use, a big scuff on the shoes

It's not much but I know, I know

Aw, I bet you'd buy me a horse

Made of wood, and of course

I'd know what's up and keep it anyways

Oh, I wish that I was the man

I could know who I am

Have control again and better days

Phone me, baby, phone me

I'm crazy, but I'm never wrong

Phone me, baby, phone me

Does my affliction turn you on?

Phone me, baby, phone me

I'm crazy, but I'm never wrong

Phone me, baby, phone me

Does my affliction turn you on?

Turn you on