Staying home alone on a Friday

Flat on the floor looking back

On old love

Or lack thereof

After all the crushes are faded

And all my wishful thinking was wrong

I'm jaded

I hate it 



* I'm tired of being alone

So hurry up and get here

So tired of being alone

So hurry up and get here 



Searching all my days just to find you

I'm not sure who I'm looking for

I'll know it

When I see you

Until then, I'll hide in my bedroom

Staying up all night just to write

A love song for no one 



[Repeat *]



I could have met you in a sandbox

I could have passed you on the sidewalk

Could I have missed my chance

And watched you walk away? 



[Repeat *]



You'll be so good

You'll be so good for me