So it's three in the morning
And the whole room is yawning
To the sound of each other talking
Someones phone starts ringing
And the girl next to him starts singing along
So pack me up and throw me out,
Forget I'm even here
Forget About MeSo it's three in the morning And the whole room is yawning To the sound of each other talking Someones phone starts ringing And the girl next to him starts singing along So pack me up and throw me out, Forget I'm even here |