Save it Till The Morning

You’ve got me sitting on the phone on a Friday night

I give you everything and still you ask for more

Want me to listen and to tell you it will be alright

Made me Madonna, but at least I’m not your whore

I left my friends in the basement of a frat

As far as parties go, I’m not missing much

But as you slur how much you love her, I keep thinking that

I’d rather hold somebody’s hair back while they’re throwing up

So, save it till the morning

I swear, I’ll never understand you

Always call me with no warning

When you’re drunk

It’s so fucked up

That you’re doing this to me, and not her

So, save it till the morning

And I can really tell that things out there are getting bad

Cause I’m your therapist like it’s my full-time job

But I’m not getting paid, and yeah, I know it’s really sad

But any self-respect I may have had is long gone

So, save it till the morning

I swear, I’ll never understand you

Always call me with no warning

When you’re drunk

it’s so fucked up

That you’re doing this to me, and not her

So, save it till the morning

And if I’m the only one you want to talk to

Whether you’re laughing or you’re crying, or both at once

Then look me in the eyes

And tell me, honestly, that’s not the same as love

Or save it till the morning

I swear, I’ll never understand you

Always call me with no warning

When you’re drunk

It’s so fucked up

That you’re doing this to me, and not her

So, save it till the-

Oh, save it till the morning

I swear, I’ll never understand you

Always call me with no warning

When you’re drunk

It’s so fucked up

That you’re doing this to me, and not her

So, save it till the morning

And I know you’re having such a hard time

But you can’t monopolize all of mine

Oh, go cry about it to your girlfriend

Your girlfriend, your girlfriend

You say you feel closer to me than anyone else

Come on, do you even hear yourself?

Did you forget I’m not your girlfriend?

Your girlfriend, your girlfriend