You write her a message, then you press delete Calling her up, you don't want to speak what you know-ow-ow-ow Oh-oh-oh-oh You see her by chance out on the street You want to hold her, console her You can't find the right way to show-ow-ow-ow Oh-oh-oh-oh If you talk 'bout the weather, You talk 'bout your shoes You're longing forever To tell her the truth So don't wait up, go tell her now Don't wait around Or you may never know, You may never know how she's feeling Know how she's feeling Maybe she wants you, maybe she's shy Maybe her heart will always be blind to your love-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh So go take the roses you left in the sink Strike all your poses, knock back a drink, I'm saying Don't wait up, go tell her now Don't wait around Or you may never know, You may never know how she's feeling Don't wait up, go tell her now Don't wait around Or you may never know, You may never know how she's feeling You've been learning all the middle parts on the TV You've been singing like a bitter start that could have been Soon you'll be singing in a little bar in Beverly Or perhaps your broken heart is so full of dreams Oh you're killin' me You're killin' me Killin' me Oh Don't wait up, go tell her now Don't wait around, I said Don't wait oh, go tell her now Don't wait around Or you may never know, you may never know how she's feeling