The dial tone mocks me as I argue
to myself about you
I know your home phone number
and your cell number too
But if I call and you don't answer
then what good would that do?
And after all, it's just a call and we all
know that one never turns to two
with you, with you
with you
I'll leave my unreturned oxygen in voicemails and keep calling til I'm blue
I'll get no answer, it doesn't matter, I'll keep calling for you
I'm becoming friends with the voice inside of
your answering machine
I know you know that it's the only
Way to get you talking to me
And I get confused, you know I do, it's true
It happens so easily
With you, with you
With you
I'll leave my unreturned oxygen in voicemails and keep calling til I'm blue
I'll get no answer, it doesn't matter, I'll keep calling for you
My heart beats Morse code
to try and let you know
that it's beating for you
But the dial tone
It won't let you know
That I'm calling for you
When I call your phone
And I know you're home
I know what you'll do
You won't answer me
So it's clear to see
I won't ever get through to you
I won't ever get through to you
I'll leave my unreturned oxygen in voicemails and keep calling til I'm blue
I'll get no answer, it doesn't matter, I'll keep calling for you
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