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It’s eleven thirty at night And you're in your bed nice and tight Maybe you're dreaming of me I am calling you, I am wishing you were here I hope I didn't annoy you today If I did, you answered anyway Now I am laying in my bed I am hearing you wishing I could feel too I miss her I wanted to tell her [Chorus] I spoke to myself in the mirror for a while tonight And I made a promise that I would never fuck up having you in my life And to be honest… I think you're my favorite girl I ever met, yeah I bought a new notebook for the road Covered it with your area code Over and over again It's tattooed by the pen and I wish it was my home `Cause I kinda hate everyone I know And lately I've been feeling so low Come get inside my bed You make me feel dead By being out there in the Unknown I miss her I wanted to tell her [Chorus] x2 And I just wanted to tell her