Look at the clock

Look at the clock, it’s not yet two

But if by 1:45 I’m still thinking of you

I’ll get out of this bed and head straight to the car

Just to drive to places I’ve never seen before

And I’ll roll up some love and smoke it all down

Cause I can’t be sane knowin’ you’re not around

You walk in and out of my mind like a wandering kid

And you make me question everything I said and did

While I’m here thinking of you, whether by choice or not

You’re all the way at home not giving me a second thought

And I chose this position and I knew I’d go crazy

But I thought it’d all be worth it cause I’d have you, right, baby?

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