Nightcore - Play Date (But It Hits Hard)

You can call me on the telephone.
You
Feel so far away.
You tell me to come over.
There's some games you want
To play.
I'm walking through
Your house.
Nobody's home.
Just me and you and you and me alone
And singing
We're just playing hide and seek.
It's
Getting hard to breathe under
The sheets with you
I don't want to play no games
I'm tired of always chasing, chasing
After you
I don't give a [ __ ] about you anyways.