Voicemail

[hayden hunt]
Left a voicemail on your phone
Hope you hit me when you get the chance
I miss you but you nose with his phone
Like the middle man
I hate that its a no
And i dont know if ill see you again
I wanna go home
But i dont even know where its at

Left a voicemail on your phone
Hope you hit me when you get the chance
I miss you but you nose with his phone
Like the middle man
I hate that its a no
And i dont know if ill see you again
I wanna go home
But i dont even know where its at

I made to many empty promises
I think thats where the problem is
I dont like to be bothered
Id rather stay anonymous
And id rather be with them
Dont care ‘bout accomplishments
Why does it feel so fake
Even the compliments?

I tell myself im overthinking
That im reading into it
But i think you under-thinking
That you just not seeing it
Tell me that you liked us
Are you really feeling it?
Even if you say it
I have a hard as time believing it

Left a voicemail on your phone
Hope you hit me when you get the chance
I miss you but you nose with his phone
Like the middle man
I hate that its a no
And i dont know if ill see you again
I wanna go home
But i dont even know where its at

Left a voicemail on your phone
Hope you hit me when you get the chance
I miss you but you nose with his phone
Like the middle man
I hate that its a no
And i dont know if ill see you again
I wanna go home
But i dont even know where its at