I turn the TV off, to turn it on againStaring at the blades of the fan as it spins aroundCounting every crack, the clock is wide awakeTalking to myself, anything to make a soundI told you I wouldn't call, I told you I wouldn't careBut baby climbing the walls gets me nowhereI don't think that I can take this bed getting any colderCome over, come over, come over, come over, come overYou can say we're done the way you always doIt's easier to lie to me than to yourselfForget about your friends, you know they're gonna sayWe're bad for each other, but we ain't good for anyone elseI told you I wouldn't call, I told you I wouldn't careBut baby climbing the walls gets me nowhereI don't think that I can take this bed getting any colderCome over, come over, come over, come over, come overWe don't have to miss each other, come overWe don't have to fix each other, come overWe don't have to say forever, come overYou don't have to stay forever, come overI told you I wouldn't call, I told you I wouldn't careBut baby climbing the walls gets me nowhereI don't think that I can take this bed getting any colderCome over, come over, come over, come over, come overCome over, come over, come over, come over, come over, oh, ohGrab your keyClimb in your carPut your headlights in my yardPull up the drivePut it in parkWalk insideUnderneath my stars, I'll be waitingI'll be waitingDon't say a wordDon't say a wordCome over
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Sam Lowry Hunt (Cedartown, Georgia; 8 de diciembre de 1984) es un cantante, compositor de música country y exjugador de fútbol americano universitario estadounidense. Jugó al fútbol en la escuela secundaria y en la universidad, en ese entonces, persiguió una…
