Talking to the footpath
Concrete cold
Dialogue that don't last
Repeating nothing at all
I'm all out of updates
When I'm tired and mad
You're just out of touch babe
So won't you give me a chance?
Don't call up
I know we said too much
The combination of me and you
Waiting to separate in two
And if you lose your poise
Yelling into the void
I'll have to leave you there on the floor
Trying to rearrange it all
Floating out of elsewhere
Eyes on you
I believe in suffering
You could believe in it too
Killer conversations
Where you leave me out back
Hanging off the railing
Because I'm ready to crash
Don't call up
I know we said too much
The combination of me and you
Waiting to separate in two
You're not the person I took for granted
I feel remorseful, when I see you
And even caution can feel obnoxious
If you don't give a damn
Don't call up
I know we said too much
The combination of me and you
Waiting to separate in two
