You don't hit me on the phone too much
And I'm feeling that you've had enough of me now
Enough of the hours that I'll spend alone
That I'll spend in the sky reflected hectic in my mind
Seems like what I would have liked but I'll save it for tonight
Collect my conscience drop rolls of the corner I wish I was cool
Wish I had the strength to tell you what's been in my head since noon oh
Ooh I'm conflicted (Yeah yeah like)
Ooh I'll miss you
What I'm thinking 'bout
You don't hit me on the phone too much
And I'm feeling that you've had enough of me now
Enough of the hours that I'll spend alone
You pull me in just to throw me down
You say your sins but I can't leave now
Ooh I'm conflicted
You're gone you got me
Ooh I'll miss you
I'm lost without you
You don't hit me on the phone too much
And I'm feeling that you've had enough of me now
Enough of the hours that I'll spend alone