Wide awake my set of eyes Won’t let you be shy One phone two calls three For your eyes Too late to lie down on your bed Let the sun talk first Moon the second You the third Every verb I refer every line Chopping up Fuckin up got me lying everyday Growing up And I remind myself that I’m Under your eyes Ay to me the first step to Get over it let it be yea let it be Like a Beatle on my back Overwhelmed by the facts Slipping I be slipping, shocked But all love Wide awake my set of eyes Won’t let you be shy One phone two calls three For your eyes Too late to lie down on your bed Let the sun talk first moon the second You the third Moon got me loving tonight Loud tune gets me into my bed Juking like I’m ducking your sight Feeling like to bet on my share To bet on my share