Lyrics:

It's half past nine
On a Friday night
Technically you're wasting my time
But it's you, so you can have all of mine
You pick me up
Your red hair's a little too brushed
The creases on your t-shirt are gone
And I'm onto something wrong
If I wasn't tough, I would be wrecked
So underprepared for what you said next
It started with girl
Ended with friend
Before I'm a mess
I guess I'll bite my tongue
And tell you I'll move on
Gotta tread so carefully
Before I speak
Or I might end up screaming, "I'm the one"
And you know we're not done
Guess I'll wait until you see that she's not what you want
So I'll bite my tongue
No I won't ask how you're feeling about me now
But flying to another country
To be with me, doesn't mean just nothing
And I bet
She's cool
But picturing her in your room
It's an image that'll stay in my brain
And I'll stay wide awake
Counting down the days
Tryna be tough, (but) god I'm a wreck
So underprepared for what you said next
It started with a girl
Ended with a friend
Before I'm a mess
I guess I'll bite my tongue
And tell you I'll move on
Gotta tread so carefully
Before I speak
Or I might end up screaming, "I'm the one"
And you know we're not done
Guess I'll wait until you see that she's not what you want
So I'll bite my tongue
We should be there on the street
Kissing like no one can see
Saying forever with me
But I can't get it through my teeth
We should be there on the street
Kissing like no one can see
Saying forever with me
I guess I'll bite my tongue
And tell you I'll move on
Gotta tread so carefully
Before I speak
Or I might end up screaming, "I'm the one"
And you know we're not done
Guess I'll wait until you see that she's not what you want
So I'll bite my tongue