John Mayer

staying home alone on a Friday
flat on the floor looking back
on old love
or lack thereof
after all the crushes have faded
and all my wishful thinking was wrong
I'm jaded
I hate it
I'm tired of being alone
so hurry up and get here
so tired of being alone
so hurry up and get here
searching all my days to find you
not sure what I'm looking for
I'll know where
when I see you
until then I'll hide in my bedroom
just staying up all night just to write
a love song
for no one