Winter blues in summer time
Yeah that's not me and that's not my vibe
Nothing but a temporary high
Holding on to what's not mine
You know that I don't know these parts
And, I can't say that's from the start
I don't know much but I do know this

And now it's 3AM and you're calling me up again
And you wanna know if I meant every word that I said
And you should go home
but you just got a taste of the midnight air
You should go home, go home
But you wanna come here

Man I just need a clean break
Don't wait around for me to change
I'll be listening at my own pace
And separate the real from fake
I'll be a stand-by in a haze

And now it's 3AM and you're calling me up again
And you wanna know if I meant every word that I said
And you should go home
but you just got a taste of the midnight air
You should go home, go home
But you wanna come here

I look through my contacts and I say
I hope that we are on the same page
I don't want no complications
Just make it easy for me to feel
And I don't want no complications
And just make it easy for me to feel

And now it's 3AM and you're calling me up again
And you wanna know if I meant every word that I said
And you should go home
but you just got a taste of the midnight air
You should go home, go home
But you wanna come here

It's nothing but a temporary high
Nothing but a temporary high
It's nothing but a temporary high
It's nothing but a temporary high
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh