I'm in New York, thinking of you Wondering what you are up to From this lonely ass hotel room With a pretty good lookin' view I am somewhere in the States Going somewhere on a plane It doesn't really matter as long as I'm Always far away Or maybe on a bus for a month straight Shit's fun, but I'm going insane Like it's been months since I've had sex I'm just a horny little lovesick mess And I don't wanna be the type of person who calls you up Every time I need to get off, but I guess that's who I'm turning into Oh, fuck Down the Times Square in the rain There's a billboard with my face It's so weird how things have changed Think about it every day If I ever make it back Will I find what we once had? Guess I ruined us pretty bad Oh-whoa I'm in the same city as you But I still don't come through 'Cause I've got so much to do And that's the shittiest excuse So, don't ever take me back Let's just face the fact I treated you like trash And you deserve more than that ♪ My love comes out at midnight My love comes out at midnight ♪ My love comes out at midnight My love comes out at midnight My love comes out at midnight