Telephones

Let's take it back to the finish line where you held me together, we will be

Until I figured it out why do the masses want our fake smiles

While we go wild? I used to wake up feeling all alone

But I can't be myself unless there's no one close

And if it's only you, I'll pick up telephones so if you're not on the line, I'm not too comfortable

I'm here in public with some baggy clothes they hate the way I walk and talk a certain flow

So if you're here with me, you know it helps me cope

Cause you're the one I've been waiting on, to feel like home

Calling again, oh I'm wondering if my words come out

My love is broken again you took your words and you pulled me out of the clouds