Speakerphone

Love is such a petty word
It almost means nothing
To you (to you)
So cruel

Oh babe I reach you out
On the telephone (telephone)
Listen up
On the speakerphone
I wish I told you
That I love you
Face to face
Not across the globe
We walk this path (walk this path)
Hand to hand (hand to hand)
Nothing more
Than a perfect blend
You're so
Beautiful
Give me more

Conversations
Lead frustration
I just wish you'd
Take it back
You compensate
The pain and shame
I wish I never had
Please tend my
Painful wounds
You're so obtuse in
Love and what it
Means to me
You think you're right
But hold on tight
I think you lost the
Memo