"are you there?" lyrics
Everybody's on the move
Everybody's in the mood
Everybody's running late
Are you there?
Another standing kitchen pregame before a party
Making small talk w folks I hardly know
The brunette queen bee makes a joke that's kinda mean about the girl
With blonde hair who looks real upset
And her two friends haven't noticed yet
She's turning red
She's to my left
And now she's shaking
So I set my hand on her back
And apologize on behalf of her brunette friend
Who's still laughing
I try to help her relax
But she's so thankful for the comfort
That she reaches into my boxers
I don't want to make it awkward
I don't have the heart to stop her
But I found myself thinking about you
I can't help thinking bout you
I can't stop talking bout you
Even when the timing's all wrong
Your arm in mine
Burning hair, shining eyes
Right person, wrong time
Yeah the timing's all wrong
I tell her about the way your hands
Gave me healing sans romance
Hoping she might take the hint
And take her hand out of my pants
Then we uber to the second party
Where you were helping make the drinks
Even though you didn't know the hosts
You saw a need and you filled it in
There's no parents, no rules
No food left in the fridge
They sent us snaps to make it look cool
It was just three little kids in a trench coat
Shouting and circling the drain
Shooting blurry videos
And convincing us
The party's off the chain
Everybody's on the move
Everybody's on the move
On the move
(Are you there?)
And I found myself thinking about you
I can't help thinking bout you
I can't stop talking bout you
Even when the timing's all wrong
Your arm in mine
Burning hair, shining eyes
Right person, wrong time
Yeah the timing's all wrong
No parents no rules
No food left in the fridge
The timing's all wrong
No parents no rules
No food left in the fridge
The timing's all wrong
Everybody's in the mood
Everybody's running late
Are you there?
Another standing kitchen pregame before a party
Making small talk w folks I hardly know
The brunette queen bee makes a joke that's kinda mean about the girl
With blonde hair who looks real upset
And her two friends haven't noticed yet
She's turning red
She's to my left
And now she's shaking
So I set my hand on her back
And apologize on behalf of her brunette friend
Who's still laughing
I try to help her relax
But she's so thankful for the comfort
That she reaches into my boxers
I don't want to make it awkward
I don't have the heart to stop her
But I found myself thinking about you
I can't help thinking bout you
I can't stop talking bout you
Even when the timing's all wrong
Your arm in mine
Burning hair, shining eyes
Right person, wrong time
Yeah the timing's all wrong
I tell her about the way your hands
Gave me healing sans romance
Hoping she might take the hint
And take her hand out of my pants
Then we uber to the second party
Where you were helping make the drinks
Even though you didn't know the hosts
You saw a need and you filled it in
There's no parents, no rules
No food left in the fridge
They sent us snaps to make it look cool
It was just three little kids in a trench coat
Shouting and circling the drain
Shooting blurry videos
And convincing us
The party's off the chain
Everybody's on the move
Everybody's on the move
On the move
(Are you there?)
And I found myself thinking about you
I can't help thinking bout you
I can't stop talking bout you
Even when the timing's all wrong
Your arm in mine
Burning hair, shining eyes
Right person, wrong time
Yeah the timing's all wrong
No parents no rules
No food left in the fridge
The timing's all wrong
No parents no rules
No food left in the fridge
The timing's all wrong
