[Instrumental Intro]
[Verse 1]
When, you would glance at me all silent
I would always wonder why
You, had these boxes picked and tossed me
In the one that don't apply
[Verse 2]
Here I cannot see through
Nah, nah oh-oh-oh
I don’t believe you
Pretty can't feed you
Nah
[Chorus]
But I know
You don't
Feel these
Internet blues
I’m on
My phone
You give me
Internet blues
[Verse 3]
I get caught in conversations
Which I know we'll never have
And, I'm so tangled there's no angle
To just safely walk on out
[Verse 4]
Ooh, my thought's the issue
Now, now, oh-oh-oh
And I don't believe you
How you just withdrew
Now
[Chorus]
But I know
You don't
Feel these
Internet blues
I'm on
My phone
You give me
Internet blues
[Outro]
Hopes flying high in the wind
How could you not feel a thing?
I lay in the way it will be
Just wish you would sing one for me