Not Your Man
Did I call you at the right time?
Over here it's night time
Figured you would be awake
How's your boyfriend?
Sorry that you're fighting
Your mouth is so inviting
I promise that I'll hold my tongue
When we hang out next spring
I bet he'll be listening
Soon you'll cross your own line in the sand
I've been up for days 'cause I'm not your man
Start calling me when you're sick of him
And I'll understand
But you're throwing me in the thick of it
And I'm not your man
Late night calls, biting frost
New York, you've got some teeth
Sink them into me
Say the right words, don't act the wrong way
Show you that I'm here to stay
It's only easy 'cause you're far away
Start calling me when you're sick of him
And I'll understand
But you're throwing me in the thick of it
And I'm not your man
Start calling me when you're sick of him
And I'll understand
But you're throwing me in the thick of it
And I'm not your man
I'm not your man
I'm not your man
I'll be scared, I'll be falling apart
I'll be round and round in circles from the start
I'll be snared, I'll be trapped in your heart
I'll be thrashing through your garden from the start
Soon you'll cross your own line in the sand
I've been up for days cuz I'm not your man
Start calling me when you're sick of him
And I'll understand
But you're throwing me in the thick of it
And I'm not your man
I'm not your man
I'm not your man, no
I'm not your man
Over here it's night time
Figured you would be awake
How's your boyfriend?
Sorry that you're fighting
Your mouth is so inviting
I promise that I'll hold my tongue
When we hang out next spring
I bet he'll be listening
Soon you'll cross your own line in the sand
I've been up for days 'cause I'm not your man
Start calling me when you're sick of him
And I'll understand
But you're throwing me in the thick of it
And I'm not your man
Late night calls, biting frost
New York, you've got some teeth
Sink them into me
Say the right words, don't act the wrong way
Show you that I'm here to stay
It's only easy 'cause you're far away
Start calling me when you're sick of him
And I'll understand
But you're throwing me in the thick of it
And I'm not your man
Start calling me when you're sick of him
And I'll understand
But you're throwing me in the thick of it
And I'm not your man
I'm not your man
I'm not your man
I'll be scared, I'll be falling apart
I'll be round and round in circles from the start
I'll be snared, I'll be trapped in your heart
I'll be thrashing through your garden from the start
Soon you'll cross your own line in the sand
I've been up for days cuz I'm not your man
Start calling me when you're sick of him
And I'll understand
But you're throwing me in the thick of it
And I'm not your man
I'm not your man
I'm not your man, no
I'm not your man
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Writer(s): Taylor Bradshaw
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