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Sending you signals
Thinking that you'll pick em up
Real close
But you don't seem to give a fuck
How can I be
How can I be what you want me to be
Sending you missed calls
You ain't even hit me back
Free fall
Descending on into the cracks
How can I see past the reality that I will never be yours
Never be yours
Giving you all my tethered insecurities
Phone lines, dig em up before you leave
Telephone rings
Telephone rings and it don't mean a thing
Giving you options, you don't really seem to care
Cautious, desert eyes and vacant stare
How can I see
Past the reality that I will never be yours
Never be yours
Morse code
Something's going on
Morse code
What the fuck is wrong
Morse code
Something's something's going on
Morse code
What the fuck is going on
Sending you my love you will not reciprocate
Dead zone, how long will I have to wait
I know that you care but you're unaware of the cross that I bare
Giving you telegraphs, couldn't be more obvious
Mixed messages messing me up enough
How can I see past the reality that I will never be yours
Never be yours
Morse code
Something's going on
Morse code
What the fuck is wrong
Morse code
Something's something's going on
Morse code
What the fuck is going on
Calling you back, trying to pick up the pieces
And I'm regretting the fact that you got telekinesis
Causing multiple interferences, sudden disappearances
Ringing and ringing and ringing and baby are you hearing this
Operator put me on the line, four one one tell me who the fuck am I
And by design I'll care for you no matter what
Sending signals into space hope you pick em up
Sending signals into space hope you pick em up, up, up, up
Sending signals into space hope you pick em up
Morse code
Something's going on
Morse code
What the fuck is wrong
Morse code
Something's something's going on
Morse code
What the fuck is going on
Writer(s): Brian Difrancisco
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