| 11 blocks from my door to your doorstep |
| Three years later and it feels too close |
| I thought I broke the last of that breakdown |
| The morning I sold your winter coat |
| It doesn’t feel right when I’m grabbing a coffee |
| The same old spot, but I’m on my own |
| I feel okay in the day, but at nighttime |
| You know how I get when I’m alone |
| 'Cause my mind won’t stop, it’s just 11 blocks |
| I know that you’re home |
| 'Cause it’s Friday night, you’re not that type |
| I know that you’re home |
| 14 blocks from your door to this party |
| I caught myself counting on the way |
| And right when I stepped in the door to the party |
| I stepped outside to grab a smoke |
| You know how I get when I’m alone, no |
| 'Cause my mind won’t stop, it’s just 14 blocks |
| I know that you’re home |
| 'Cause it’s Friday night, you’re not that type |
| I know that you’re home |
| Someone stop me, please, from hurting myself |
| 'Cause I’m two blocks away and you’re hurting my health |
| And it’s Friday night, you’re not that type |
| I know that you’re home |
| Somebody stop me |
| I should be going home |
| Somebody stop me |
| Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| Well, I met someone |
| And I think I’m in love |
| But my mind won’t stop, it’s just 11 blocks |
| I know that you’re home |
| 'Cause it’s Friday night, you’re not that type |
| I know that you’re home |
| And I met someone and I swear I’m in love |
| But I’m two blocks away and you’re just like a drug |
| My mind won’t stop, it’s just 11 blocks |
| I know that you’re home |
| I got somebody |
| Waiting for me at home |
| I got somebody |
| Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| 11 blocks from my door to your doorstep |
| Three years later and it feels too close |