I don’t wanna start a band
I wanna start a family
I don’t want a follow back
I want a follow through
And I don’t really know where I put those fifteen minutes I found
But it doesn’t really matter as long as you’re around

I been lit up hot on a TV screen
Cryin’ to strangers about my dreams
Drinking champagne on my own
Scrollin’ through pictures on my telephone in a hotel room
If I could get those fifteen back
I’d give them to you

I don’t want to take your time
I wanna take your weekends
I don’t wanna hold ya back
I wanna hold your hand
I don’t really know where I put those fifteen minutes I found
But it doesn’t seem to matter as long as you’re around

The star to watch on your magazine page
But stars, ya know, they live so far away
Drinking champagne on their own
Scrolling through pictures on the telephone
In a hotel room
If I could get those fifteen back
I’d give ‘em to you

I know you really want it
You’re sure it’s worth the trade
But take it from someone who’s lived it
Nothing is better, no nothing is better
Than the love we just made

I don’t want to start a band
I want to start a family
And I don’t want a follow back
I want to follow through
And I’m not sure where I put those fifteen minutes I found
But they don’t matter to me as long as your around

If I could get those fifteen back
I’d give ‘em to you