S.O.S

Clutching the steering wheel and crying aloud

But your voice on the airwaves drowns me out

Crazy to think that since five a.m

All I see is green eyes and I'm lost in them and

I get it she's tall and she's pretty and blonde

And she can write one hell of a break up song, but

She'll never love you like I could

Now I wonder what's it's like

To run my fingers through you hair

(But I'll never know)

And I wonder what it's like to come home late

And have you there

(But I'll never know)

And I've memorized every line on your fingertips

And I've fantasized 'bout what it's like

To say goodnight to your kiss

And it's crazy to think that I've given up hope

And I've sunken the ships, somebody throw me the rope

It's getting too late to be seeing your face

And I'm dreaming of the ways that you probably taste

The dimples on your cheeks

Yeah, they swallows me up

And I'm lost on your body

Because you're making it rough

Tracing the ink on your skin in my mind

Well, your girls got an album that is better than mine

Now I wonder what it's like

To run my fingers through your hair

(But I'll never know)

And I wonder what it's like to come late

And have you there

(But I'll never know)

And I've memorized every line on your fingertips

And I've fantasized 'bout what it's like

To say good night to your kiss

And you said you'd be back for me

Love the dimples in my back for me

And I believed it's true

And if you do all that for me

At the very least I'd have to be writing this one for you

Now I wonder what it's like

To run my fingers through your hair

(But I'll never know)

And I wonder what it's like to come late

And have you there

(But I'll never know)

And I've memorized every line on your fingertips

And I've fantasized 'bout what it's like

To say goodnight to your kiss

She'll never love you like I could

She'll never love you like I could