No hate, no worries
Believe it or not, it's cool with me
No shame, no hurry
Just pack your stuff
And leave your key
And I'll ring your phone
I guess there isn't anybody home
No words, no wonder
You heard enough obviously
No shape, no color
It's just physical memory
It's weird, I know
I thought it was a thing you really wanted
Thought you would fight for
Yeah, call your phone
I guess there isn't anybody home
No hate, no worries
It's just physical memory
It's weird, I know
I thought it was a thing you really wanted
Thought you would fight for
In here alone
I had a little space to see the truth
Yeah, thinking it over
And call your phone
I guess there isn't anybody home
