(Call me, call me)

Phone rings, midnight, the lines we draw getting blurry
Driveway, headlights, we rewrite the same old story

Dancing on the edge, a perfect kind of painful (painful, painful)
Messing up the bed's exactly what you came for (came for)

Every time you call me (call me)
There's no excuses, we both abuse this
When we're lonely (lonely)
We still remember every guilty pleasure

You can't romanticize a known disaster
Spent the night and every morning after
Let it on me, lay lonely, you call me

My turn, your place, blinds drawn to block out the neighbours
Slow hands, foreplay, shadows become spectators

Dancing on the edge, a perfect kind of painful (painful, painful)
Messing up the bed's exactly what you came for (came for)

Every time you call me (call me)
There's no excuses, we both abuse this
When we're lonely (lonely)
We still remember every guilty pleasure

You can't romanticize a known disaster
Spent the night and every morning after
Let it on me, lay lonely, you call me

We stay awake and then confess it
Take a couple days until we really start to miss it
Don't wanna break, I need a cycle
Laying wide awake anticipating every nightfall

Call me
There's no excuses, we both abuse this
When we're lonely (lonely)
We still remember every guilty pleasure

You can't romanticize a known disaster
Spent the night and every morning after
Let it on me, lay lonely, you call me

You call me, you call me
You call me