Three in the afternoon on a Monday

You're in the bathroom again with a friend

And everyone can hear you

Fix yourself up and make your way back to the table

Everyone shuts up and pretends nothing happened

Bartender sends us over a fresh one

Fifteen minutes pass

And we're out on the sidewalk and it's midnight

We walk in the direction of home

But we are never getting any warmer

We walk in the direction of home

Take me home

Two weeks later I pick you up at the station

Tried calling all your friends but again nobody answered

You roll your window down and exhale

Start talking my ear off just as if nothing happened

With a wink and a smile you walk out

Say "I'll see you around" and you're back

Was there really ever any doubt?

We walk in the direction of home

But we are never getting any warmer

We walk in the direction of home

Take me home

Take me home

Take me home

Take me home

You're doing cartwheels on a treadmill

Not going anywhere

Nobody saw, nothing happened

We walk in the direction of home

But we are never getting any warmer

We walk in the direction of home

Take me home

We walk in the direction of home

But we are never getting any warmer

We walk in the direction of home

Take me home

Take me home