You left from your house at two AM
All for some vitamins and fruit snacks
You left me with a group of your friends
Who wouldn't shut up about where you slept and who with
Six shots inebriated
Is enough to not remember who I am
Said what they had you rated
And all they want is your touch I want it all
I want the psycho, the drunk calls
I want the up-all-nights when you're pissed off
I wanna wake to your ten alarms
To temporarily hate you. I want it all
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I heard you're dangerous. Well, help me understand
Lucky thing I'm fearless, we'll show it to the man
Don't care if it's insane because
You're Karl Urban and I'm Jack Quaid
All they want is your touch. I want it all
I want the psycho, the drunk calls
I want the up-all-nights when you're pissed off
I wanna wake to your ten alarms
To temporarily hate you. I want it all
I want the psycho, the drunk calls
I want the up-all-nights when you're pissed off
I wanna wake to your ten alarms
To temporarily hate you. I want it all