Signals

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