I feel kept and secret, but the novelty is fleeting. It felt so unexpected, but I know where I belong. She always comes when the sun runs past the furthest street I know. And she might say, that "I really like who you're turning out to be." And I could go red with you just in the room. And I'm imperfect, and you should be heading home soon. The next time that I see you, we'll be at the party. The spare bed is the coat rack, and your eyes'll say please hold back. I feel so stuck between falling for you and being alone. The way I've always been. I can't use the phone. Please get here quick and get me off the floor, oh. And I could go red with you just in the room. And I'm imperfect, and you should be heading home soon.