In the dark And I’m right on the middle mark

 In this California king bed
We're ten thousand miles apart

 But that's alright because I love the way you lie

 Tell the devil I said 'hey' when you get back to where you from.

 Święta będą u nas cały rok.
Wokół domu niepotrzebny płot.

 Baby they ain't got a clue
Can't love me like you

 I'm never alone, I look at my phone
If I call you up, you're never at home

 Muzyka współczesna to pustynia, na której gdzieniegdzie można znaleźć wyplute pestki daktyli.

 Girl, I hope you’re sure, what you’re looking for,
As I’m not good at making promises

 I'm never alone, I look at my phone
If I call you up, you're never at home

 I know I'm not the only one
Who regrets the things they've done