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