get back to me

you, i think it was half past three, you spilled your jim and coke on me, left the party half past four, had to sneak into your dorm, left before the sun had shown, trippin' all over your clothes, as i shut the door to 213, i heard your voice from the bed say, get back to me, get back to me, i'm waiting for you to, get back to me, get back to me, i'm waiting for you, i always living on the fly, used to think about you and i, hoping someday that we could be, i'm thinking that some day we should be, you, i'm tired of wasting time, you probably found another guy, and now i'm messaging your iphone, because you're in another time zone