It's cold and it's late, but I won't lie
about the fact that you took me by surprise.
We drive in your car but we don't know to where
and you're “oh so cool” that I just don't care.
We walk through the park. We try to see stars.
All we see are some planes, talk middle names, and cool cars.
I play you a song and it’s such irony,
'cause you could be my best friend.
*You know that I want you, and that's a start.
You could have my keys, my guitars if you'd only let me have the key to your heart.
You know that if you wanted to, you could tear me apart.
I'm on my knees and I'm praying you're as cool as you were that night in the car.