Same lips red, same eyes blue Same white shirt, couple more tattoos But it's not you and it's not me

Sweet creature Had another talk about where it's going wrong

Tell me something, tell me something You don't know nothing, just pretend you do I need something, tell me something new

Meet me in the hallway Meet me in the hallway

Just stop your crying Have the time of your life Breaking through the atmosphere And things are pretty good from here

Broke a finger knocking on your bedroom door I got splinters in my knuckles crawling 'cross the floor

The fridge light washes this room white Moon dances over your good side This was all we used to need

There's not a drink that I think could sink her How would I tell her that she's all I think about? Well, I guess she just found out

Tongue-tied like we've never known Telling those stories we already told 'Cause we don't say what we really mean

Meet me in the hallway Meet me in the hallway

Just stop your crying It'll be alright They told me that the end is near We gotta get away from here

When she's alone, she goes home to a cactus In a black dress, she's such an actress

Couldn't take you home to mother in a skirt that short But I think that's what I like about it

I'm selfish, I know But I don't ever want to see you with him

And I've been praying, I never did before Understand I'm talking to the walls I've been praying ever since New York

We haven't spoke since you went away Comfortable silence is so overrated

Just stop your crying Have the time of your life Breaking through the atmosphere And things are pretty good from here

We're not who we used to be We're not who we used to be We're just two ghosts standing in the place of you and me

When she's alone, she goes home to a cactus In a black dress, she's such an actress

Tell me something, tell me something You don't know nothing, just pretend you do Tell me something just before you go

Sweet creature, sweet creature When I run out of road, you bring me home

Brooklyn saw me, empty at the news There's no water inside this swimming pool Almost over, had enough from you

And I've been praying, I never did before Understand I'm talking to the walls I've been praying ever since New York

Remember, everything will be alright We can meet again somewhere Somewhere far away from here

I'm selfish, I know I told you, but I know you never listen

Told it to her brother and she told it to me That she's gonna be an angel, just you wait and see

Just stop your crying It's a sign of the times

But we're still young We don't know where we're going but we know where we belong

I met her once and wrote a song about her I wanna scream, yeah I wanna shout it out And I hope she hears me now

When it turns out she's a devil in between the sheets And there's nothing she can do about it Hey, hey

When she's alone, she goes home to a cactus In a black dress, she's such an actress

I walked the streets all day Running with the thieves 'Cause you left me in the hallway

Woke up the girl who looked just like you I almost said your name

She's got a family in Carolina So far away, but she says I remind her of home Feeling oh so far from home

I saw this angel I really saw an angel

Broke a finger knocking on your bedroom door I got splinters in my knuckles crawling 'cross the floor

She's a good girl She's such a good girl She's a good girl She feels so good

Should we just search romantic comedies on Netflix and then see what we find?

Just stop your crying It'll be alright They told me that the end is near We gotta get away from here

I'm empty, I know Promises are broken like a stitch is

Tongue-tied like we've never known Telling those stories we already told 'Cause we don't say what we really mean

I'm empty, I know Promises are broken like a stitch is

She's got a book for every situation Gets into parties without invitations How could you ever turn her down?

Tell me something, tell me something You don't know nothing, just pretend you do I need something, tell me something new

Sweet creature Had another talk about where it's going wrong

Meet me in the hallway Meet me in the hallway

Should we just search romantic comedies on Netflix and then see what we find?

We don't talk about it It's something we don't do

And all the boys, they were saying they were into it Such a pretty face, on a pretty neck

And I've been praying, I never did before Understand I'm talking to the walls I've been praying ever since New York