All the books I don’t read,
Lay in my room,
Jealous of attention,
I give to you,
And the mirror on my wall,
Won’t look at me no more,
It only wants your reflection,
My records don’t sound the same,
But the player is not to blame,
It’s midnight,
Big sad,
Little miss every single thing about you,
I feel so weird without ya,
But I don’t need a lullaby when,
My pillows still talk about ya,
When you’re gone,
Even though we stay up late,
They think you’re great,
Little miss every single thing about you,
Every single thing about you,
And when you come home,
My lights go low,
I think they get nervous,
Around your glow (damn),
I’ll do anything to be your man,
Run a marathon to hold your hand,
Smuggle you in if you contraband,
Run a big double bubble bath,
Whatever (you want),
I feel so weird without ya,
But I don’t need a lullaby when,
My pillows still talk about ya,
When you’re gone,
Even though we stay up late,
They think you’re great,
Little miss every single thing about you,
Every single thing about you,
Little miss every single thing about you,
Every single thing about you,
And even though I want you now,
You know I’ll wait,
Little miss every single thing about you.