I think I saw you on the High Line
And you were married to your phone
If that's your suitor then I say I'm fine
But I'm not sure you sleep alone
Still your number, it teases from my phone
Memories of summer and I just can't let go
Well, I'm sorry that I'm calling
I've been drinking all these words out my mouth
And I'll probably say some shit that you probably got me saying right now
Thinking out loud
I heard you moved to the East side
Oh, come on, I know you think of me sometimes
I've got some classes and some free time
I've got a song that needs some lines
Still your number, it teases from my phone
Memories of summer and I just can't let go
Well, I'm sorry that I'm calling
I've been drinking all these words out my mouth
And I'll probably say some shit that you probably got me saying right now
Thinking out loud
Last time we danced was at Electric Zoo
Went to the dealers
My friends all chased the ecstasy I found in you
You drip like honey
And your body was our hobby in living room
That night was crazy
And you left your number scribbled out at noon
Well, I'm sorry that I'm calling
I've been drinking all these words out my mouth
And I'll probably say some shit that you probably got me saying right now
Thinking out loud