Keep sayin' things you know, gonna read twice Lil' smile at the end like it makes it innocent Heh... Yeah sure Bein' alone’s no fun, say you know how to fix that Laugh like I’m not imaginin' everythin' behind that Words don’t work too good when you got me flustered You laugh, blame a bottle like it makes me smarter Say you’re blushin', I already started Both know exactly what we're doin' Maybe if you lived twenty minutes down the road Have a much worse answer to the things you wanna say Still distance makes a gentleman outta me Some nights that’s prolly for the best Few hundred miles away Still right here Near empty bottle by the bed Phone lightin' up the room again Say “If I was there I’d sit with you let you fall apart” Yeah Prolly better than whatever this is Few hundred miles away Still sittin' here, yeah still here Funny, can handle you wantin' me That part’s easy Say you're my type, thinkin' 'bout your lap, say we’d find somethin' to do Know how to laugh at that How to flirt back Make jokes before we get too honest Then you say “You’re gonna make me worry” Suddenly Don’ know what to say ’Cause wantin' me is simple Carin' gets complicated Joke 'bout my hands, your mouth, your bed, my place Tell me you’d sit beside me while I cried Staring at the screen like you just said somethin' Dangerous Few hundred miles away Still right here Near empty bottle by the bed Phone lightin' up my dark again Say “If I was there I’d sit with you let you fall apart” Yeah Prolly better than whatever this is Few hundred miles away Yet I’m still here Don’ need you to save me Carryin' what I should learn to hold Jus' Wouldn’ hate it if somebody stayed awhile If the room felt less empty Your stupid little smile being closer than this screen Maybe that’s all this is It's enough for me Few hundred miles away Still right here Bottle almost gone again Tryin' not to disappear Say “If I was there I’d sit with you let you fall apart” Goddamn... Prolly better than pretendin' I’m fine Few hundred miles away Yeah I'm still here Still here Phone in my hand Bottle goin' light Couple hundred miles doin' more for my self control than I ever did Heh... Prolly for the best Prolly for... something...
