I tried your number at 9 but you're not there
Tried again at 11, got sent straight to voicemail
You said you needed a calm, quiet night alone
But that don't explain why you're not picking up the phone
Now I'm driving through the city like a bullet in my seat
And I hold my breath when I hit your street
Your receptionist told me everything was alright
One quiet night alone and nothing is wrong
How come you're not home
When it's almost 3AM
When you decide to show?
You're gonna tell me where you've been
Don't spare me details, I wanna know
What does it look like?
What does it talk like?
Thought you wanted to make this work
But you're sending me mixed signals
We know that emotion
You greet me and I'm overcome
'Cause your body language is speaking in another tongue
First you tell me that you needed some excitement in your life
Then you grab my hand, I'm turned alive
Accusations, I'm obsessive, misbehaving
Like we ain't been down to hell and back
And made it through
I thought that was you
When it's almost 3AM
When you decide to show
You're gonna tell me where you've been
Don't spare me details, I wanna know
What does it look like?
What does it talk like?
Thought you wanted to make this work
But you're sending me mixed signals
And in the dusk we fall apart
The sun's got his elbow
In the rib cage of town
I'm breaking down
And it's almost 3AM
When you decide to show
You're gonna tell me where you've been
Don't sugarcoat it, girl, I want the blow by blow
What does it look like?
What does it talk like?
Thought you wanted to make this work
But you're sending me mixed signals
Yeah, sending me mixed signals
Darling, darling believe me
No [?], no, you don't need me
Wake up, you know I want [?]
Sweetheart, let me down easy
Cut me loose, baby, don't tease me
Oh Lord, let me down easy
Sending me mixed signals
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