Afterthetone

I feel so weird
Feels like something shifted
In the air
We don’t know what we’re doing

Your hands on my hand
I hear the cars so I stand
And shut my window
I hear your phone go:

“Leave a message after the tone”
You say “I’m sorry I have to go home”
What’s that? you leave me alone?
Of course I’ll be fine on my own

“Leave a message after the tone”
You say “I’m sorry I have to go home”
What’s that? you leave me alone?
Of course I’ll be fine on my own

Talking to myself in the mirror
Do I make you feel that inferior?
That you need to hide
You can’t stand my sight

Was I disappointing?
Was I too annoying?
Know you wouldn’t dare to say it
But you know you’ll think about it

Your hands on my hand
I hear the cars so I stand
And shut my window
I hear your phone go:

“Leave a message after the tone”
You say “I’m sorry I have to go home”
What’s that? you leave me alone?
Of course I’ll be fine on my own