Kings of Our Kin - 10:45 Lyrics

Baby, how you doing
Your name doesn't matter 'cause I already knew it
I heard you're in town
I've seen you around
And now you're at the club cause you came to get down
Okay, I thought I need a new beer
But I wanted to chat so I came over here
So you could hear me out, what I'm talking about
Cause you don't need to sleep alone and you don't have to pout
It's true, you got options I see
And I know that you could leave this bar without me
You could be eyeing that man
I would understand
But we both know that he don't really give a damn about you
So whaddya say?
I could call us a cab and we could be on our way
We could head on out
We could live in the now
Just say the word babe
We can head on out
My my he's a hell of a guy
And I don't mean to be rude, I don't mean to pry
But it's a quarter to eleven
And you're heaven
I know you don't like your men clean shaven
Okay, you wanna take me home
Cause you don't wanna spend the night alone
Grab me by the collar cause ya got a new man
Starts to undress, and I'm like "God damn"
Three days, I played along
I banged ya like a drum and ya sung just like a song
Fooling around, keeping it low
Cause we've both been here
And we've seen this before
No ties, no alibis
No long term nothing no compromise
So when I started to fall
You dropped me like a habit
I can't blame you but you know that I got mad
Cause it's true
You got options I see
And I know you can leave this bar without me
So when you eyed that man it really pissed me off
Cause you don't need to sleep alone
But you don't have to scoff at me.
But that's how it's played
I thought that I played you but I guess that it was staged
I need to head on out, need to live in the now
Just say the word babe and I can head on out
My my he's a hell of a guy
And I don't mean to be rude, no I don't mean to pry
But it's a quarter to eleven
And you're heaven
I know you don't like your men clean shaven
Okay, you're gonna take him home
Cause you don't wanna spend the night alone
Grab him by the collar, another new man
He starts to undress
And you're like "God damn"
My my he's a hell of a guy
And I don't mean to be rude, yes I don't mean to pry
But it's a quarter to eleven
And you're heaven
I know you don't like your men clean shaven
Okay, you're gonna head on home
Cause I know you'd rather be alone
Gone by eleven, without a new man
Stuck on my own
God damn