Give you the whole world, I'ma need space I'ma need space, I'ma, I'ma need You know I'm a star; space, I'ma need space I'ma need space, I'ma, I'ma need space (N-A-S-A) I'd rather be alone tonight And when I miss you, it'll change the way I kiss you Baby,

Hey, how ya doin'? Sorry you can't get through You called, I missed it Why don't you leave your name and your number? So long, baby, I'm gone You called, I missed it, You called, and I missed it, Never get back in, tired of listenin' Why don't you leave

Expectations Prom Queen, Miss America In the backseat in a pair of cuffs Never be Miss America Baby, innocence one day gonna be decadence Sixteen, little runaway From the Five-O and you got away

Come on baby, girl come on Let a real one take the wheel Cruise out of the town in a rental The same in the silence crescendo But you the only one I miss 'Cause you the only one I Summer's over, and I feel the same way you do You don't want a lazy lover

You'll never forget my name Life is hit and miss and this I hope, I think, I know If I ever hear the names you call And if I stumble, catch me when I fall 'Cause baby after all And that is why I gotta keep running You know I don't care As we beg and

You're scared I just wanna love that, I just wanna love that Scared of what it feels like to miss you Scared of what it feels like not to kiss you Scared of what it feels like to be alone, yeah Baby I can't live without you I'm slowly dying Forgive me

Baby don't let the lights go down I miss you when the lights go out It illuminates all of my doubts Pull me in, hold me tight Don't let go, baby give me light Lights go down, lights go down I miss you, I miss you Down, down, down, down I want every

In the middle of the night So when I call you in the middle of the night And I'm choking on the words 'cause I miss you Baby, don't tell me I'm out of time How you slipped through my hands I got so much of my loving to give you I keep coming back to that

I keep a stick Okay, tick tock, Audemars wrist watch I keep a big Glock You get hit I do not miss shots I tell her, "Kick rocks" Okay, kick rocks, wrist go drip, drop I do not kiss, you making shit hot You think I'm dumb, I ain't no kid

But once again these tears always win These eyes put up a fight Say now baby girl you're better off That's what I'm telling myself (over and over) But I'm lying to myself 'Cause these lips are missin' you (Missin' you) 'Cause these lips ain't kissin' you