I'm tired of sitting round the house,
I'm tired of doing well without,
I want to reconnect with you.
I'm tracing patterns on the wall,
Where I'm projecting a phonecall
That I had yesterday with you.
And I forget just what I meant
When I said whatever I said.
That wasn't me, that was just talking.
And I'll admit that from the start,
I was alone, you stole my heart.
That was as far as I could see.
Sweet talking gets me off the hook,
Returns the liberties I took,
And all you have to say is "fine".
And I'll continue as I do,
I look to everything but you.
I am assuming you are mine.
My memory's playing round the clock,
Your voice is telling me to stop,
My hands are working by themselves.
My brain is dead, my heart is cold,
I'm shaking, fear is taking hold.
But I am feeling something else.
There's something running down my face,
My things are lying round the place,
I want to reconnect with you.
I'm tracing pictures on the wall,
I wonder why you haven't called,
I want to reconnect with you.
I want to reconnect with you.
I want to reconnect with you.
I want to reconnect with you.
I want to reconnect with you.
I want to reconnect with you.
I want to reconnect with you.