She's beautiful, right?

She's got this like kinda blonde bouncing thing going on with her hair, but beautiful

And not in a, in like a normal beautiful way

Uh, but, but beautiful, I don't know, beautiful

Isn't it pretty to think so? (So pretty)

But I'm stuck with no place to call home (Call home, no, no)

You're just a number and dial tone (Dial tone)

I'll never catch up to your time zone (No, I won't, no, I won't)

Check in with fall

Make sure it knows where you go when you're gone

This winter, I hope you'll be in it at all

'Cause I'll be right there to reflect what you saw that night from afar

Happy, you hope

But you nеver check when thеy need you the most

That pull on your chest can get heavy up close

I hope you're ready to measure the coat, no edits in post

Taking a risk

Is everything short from a streak on your list

We were too careful to see what we'd miss

These talks are an errand, they're work on your ribs or space on your disk

Well, isn't it pretty to think so? (So pretty)

But I'm stuck with no place to call home

You're just a number and dial tone (Dial tone)

I'll never catch up to your time zone (No, I won't, no, I won't)

Isn't it pretty to think so? (So pretty)

But I'm stuck with no place to call home (Call home, no, no)

You're just a number and dial tone (Dial tone)

I'll never catch up to your time zone (No, I won't, no, I won't)