you said you didnt wanna go, to the party youre always backing out you never hang around said that it was getting late youre getting sleepy well its not past 1am come on, i thought we were friends
so go to bed or go to hell i just called to wish you unwell
you wrote a song to tell the world, just how youre feeling and you knew that i would hear you had to know that i would hear you never say it to my face, and its gets so boring you write those stupid songs bout everyone that did you wrong
so go to bed or go to hell i just called to wish you unwell