Alright

The rain poured down on the day that I left to hang with you in New York

And every little thing, every little thing made me miss you more

So I kept running

It's like I'd never been so sure of doing something stupid, doing something without thinking

I'm just trying to make a getaway to you

And I'd have gone a thousand miles more

I'll meet you in your head

Tonight when you're in bed

The one time that I came to your house

And I was freezing outside until you finally came out

And you pulled me by the arm, and we went around back

And you glared me up and down, though you say you don't remember that

Then, we went downstairs, I saw your bedroom and stuff

And I tried to say some things, but you said to shut up

And I looked at you, you were so damn cute

Sifting through the pages of the pictures that you drew

I'll meet you in your head

Tonight when you're in bed

I know you're thinking of me

You're everything that I hoped for

And I'm all the shit that you go for

Stop kidding yourself now

I hate you, you should have picked up the phone tonight

Tonight

I hate you, you should have picked up the phone tonight

I hate you, you should have picked up the phone tonight

I hate you, you should have picked up the phone tonight

(You should have picked up the phone)

I'll meet you in your head

Tonight when you're in bed

I know you're thinking of me

You're everything that I hoped for

And I'm all the shit that you go for

Stop kidding yourself now