The Hots

She drinks her water like she’s taking shots Haven’t you heard she’s got the hots for late night Memories lightly salted by last months tears She rocks the cup and the water becomes a vast ocean Floor that’s where they found me (thats where they found me) Talking about insanity Maybe she’s on to me (maybe she’s on) Thats where I want her to be I'm thinking of her But we’re thinking about each other differently This sleeping beauty is a nervous wreck She’s convinced she’s lost her head Breathing in breathing out Rolling around in puddles of sweat The lights kept on all night I’m really not sure why Maybe she’s on to me Thats where I want her to be Ohhhh I’m thinking of her but we’re thinking about each other Differently