It's 12 AM on the bright side, I'm in love for too long
It's high tide up in Hawaii so I just wrote you a song
All of your stuff, packed in my trunk, I gotta get on my way
Directions, they suck
Traffic is stuck and I got nowhere to go

So please come hold me darling
I feel bad I'm calling, but I couldn't wait till the morning (Sun is gone)
I know you hate living alone 'cause you had a roommate
Back in college
I got collages of your pics on my wall
Wrote these albums about you
'Cause I'm still trying to process being out of your contact
I'm so scared of the phone

We were fifteen
Naive with our dreams and now I'm thinking of you
I'm about to be 23, how could it be that I'm still thinking of you

It's 9 PM on a Friday and I'm still in my room
Heard you got a house with your guy, out there in Malibu
Oh, Beverly Hills, heartbreak, it kills when it comes out of the blue
Emotions were spilled, I'm crying 'cause I'm still in love with you

So please come hold me darling
I feel bad I'm calling, but I couldn't wait till the morning
I know you hate living alone 'cause you had a roommate
Back in college
I got collages of your pics on my wall
Wrote these albums about you
'Cause I'm still trying to process being out of your contact
I'm so scared of the phone

We were fifteen
Naive with our dreams and now I'm thinking of you
I'm about to be 23, how could it be that I'm still thinking of you

It's 9 PM on a Friday and I'm still in my room