There's something so good about coming home late
And finding you waiting for me
In my apartment, I hear all my neighbors
They're fucking or watching TV

I've been so busy with so much of nothing
I'm sorry I forgot to see
How you're waitless over me

(Oh, Oh)

Is it night or will you take my hand?
I want to be somewhere
Cut in deep with both my eyes [?]
I want to be somewhere

There's something so good about coming home late
And finding you waiting for me

You've fallen asleep