I had a folder full of evidence, a gallery of signs

I was busy connecting dots and drawing all the lines

Like the way you held my gaze a second longer than you should

Or how you laughed at every joke, even the ones that weren't good

You sent me songs at 2:00 AM and said, "This reminded me of you"

So I built a whole cathedral out of things you didn't mean to do

I was certain of the subtext, I was sure about the spark

I thought we were finally lighting up the dark

Yeah, I was tuning in to the wrong frequency

Hearing a "yes" when you were just being nice to me

I translated your "hello" into a "don't ever leave"

And wore my heart like a target right upon my sleeve

Now I'm standing in the silence of the signal loss

Counting up the pride and the time that it cost

Now I'm standing in the silence of the signal loss

Counting up the pride and the time that it cost

(Ooh, ooh, ooh)

You weren't sending messages, you were just being a friend

And I was writing a beginning while you were at the end

So I sat you down and said it—the big, "I think there's more"

And watched the shock go flickering across the kitchen floor

The way your eyebrows knit together, the way you cleared your throat

Was the sound of my ego sinking like a paper boat

You said, "I'm sorry if I led you on," with a face full of regret

While I tried to figure out how to un-say what I'd said, yeah

The 'signals' started shifting right before my very eyes

The 'lingering looks' were just you being tired in disguise

Now I'm replaying the tapes, I'm looking at the reels

Trying to find the moment that I manufactured feels

That time you touched my arm? You were just reaching for your drink

That "meaningful" silence? You were just trying to think

It's a special kind of lonely, a specific kind of blue

To realize the 'us' I saw was never seen by you

Yeah, I was tuning in to the wrong frequency

Hearing a "yes" when you were just being nice to me

I translated your "hello" into a "don't ever leave"

And wore my heart like a target right upon my sleeve

Now I'm standing in the silence of the signal loss

Counting up the pride and the time that it cost

Now I'm standing in the silence of the signal loss

Counting up the pride and the time that it cost

(Ooh, ooh, ooh)

(and the time that it cost)

(Ooh, ooh, ooh)