Out of Touch

Pick up the pieces

Listen 'til it sinks in

Or at least 'til you go crazy again

Anything to show, to show you understand

The more you have a fit the more I back away

Tie those loose ends up

The ones that you seemed to have cut

Why don't you fucking go?

Why don't you show how strong you are?

Hey, am I out of touch?

The things I do to keep your mouth shut

Hey, am I out of touch?

The things I do to keep your mouth shut

Well I have watched mistakes they take the shape

Of flesh and blood, and even a name

And it's the truth

That would tear your heart right out

You know, I called last night

Just to tell you I

Tie those loose ends up

The ones that you seemed to have cut

Why don't you fucking go? (go)

Why don't you show how strong you are?

Hey, am I out of touch?

The things I do to keep your mouth shut

Hey, am I out of touch?

The things I do to keep your mouth shut

Every moment you bitch

Know that this is your shit

The pointed-finger play

Affects me less, now I understand

It doesn't have to be

Someone stringing someone else along

Minimize all you want