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 do 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