'Cause I'd spend half this morning Thinking about the t-shirt you sleep in I should know 'Cause I'd spend all the whole day Listening to your message I’m keeping And never deleting In the morning when you wake up I like to believe you are thinking of me

No you don't even like You're so gay and you don't even like boys No you don't even like boys I hope you hang yourself with your H&M scarf While jacking off listening to Mozart You bitch and moan about LA Wishing you were in the rain reading Hemingway

I adore, you When you say you love me Know I love you more And when you say you need me Know I need you more Boy I adore, you Are you listening ah, ha

What are you listening to Is it a cover band in some college town bar Where it's na-na-na's and air guitars Just a sad song playing on the radio station Tears still fall and hearts still breakin' Cause you're hanging on Or is it a love song about someone

And I don't have to tell you why Don't want to be on no rooftop Frying in the afternoon sun Don't want to sit by no fountain Listening to the man-made stream run Just want to stand where the sea-spray Gleams like fire with you Don't want to go to no

My body's callin' for you I hear you callin' me I'm listening baby I hear you callin', "Here I come baby" To save you, oh oh Baby no more stallin' These hands have been longing to touch you baby And now that you've come around, to seein' it my way You

Say I love you when you're not listening, How long, can we keep this up, up, up? And I will make sure to keep my distance, The sun is filling up the room, And I can hear you dreaming. Do you feel the way I do, right now? I wish we would just give up,

One step at a time Just you and I Just you and I (Just you and I) Let's get drunk And I know I can tell you anything You won't judge, you're just listening, yeah 'Cause you're the best thing that ever happened to me 'Cause my darling, you and I Could

Walking in a winter wonderland In the meadow we can build a snowman We'll conspire By the fire To face unafraid Sleigh bells ring Are you listening? In the lane

That's why God made Mexico And that's why God made Mexico A place where we can lay low Margie said Roy you ain't listening to me And I got a whole lot more to say Roy just crossed the floor and picked up his car keys She ain't seen nor heard from him to