I know you're busy with your job I know you're busy with your life out on the beach And she lives super far And the gas gets costly I don't wanna drive when the sun is going down It's going down, it's going down As soon as I arrive you better be wearing nothing On the weekdays I'm at yours On the weekends you're at mine Why can't we just call this what it is? Will it work out for sure, will I become your cure? Why can't we just let this be serious? I need you to be serious with me I'm always lookin' for serious Can you get serious, baby? I know you have fears I'll wait for them to die Yeah, I'll be right here with a cold, cold sigh I don't mind the way I know you're not running around Running around, running around town, taking many I know you've got other shit on your mind My friends say I should stop Reaching out, reaching out to The ones who can't get serious Why can't we just let this be serious? I need you to be serious with me I'm always lookin' for serious Can you get serious, baby? You're in your head, and I'm in your bed You're in your head, and I'm in your bed You're in your head, until we're touching (Serious) You're in your head, and I'm in your bed (Serious with me) You're in your head, and I'm in your bed (Serious) You're in your head, until we're touching