Nervously sending this text
And adding an emoji
But there’s no answer, phone call
Your steel wall isn’t coming down, no
When we meet up, you’re only on your phone
You act like you’re busy, late with your replies
Why do you keep acting like that?
Why do you act like that, act like that?

Every time we meet, you act like you’re busy
I could tell it’s an act, what’s up with that?
I should’ve said something
Because it’s so obvious
Whatever I say to you
Say something
Your response-less eyes are fixed on
Your best friend, telephone
best friend telephone

It’s like I’m mumbling
As I hesitate to talk to you
On the other hand, you act busy all day
So I cannot say anything, I can’t
Whatever I say to you
Say something
Your response-less eyes are fixed on
Your telephone, telephone

Nervously sending this text
And adding an emoji
But there’s no answer, phone call
Your steel wall isn’t coming down, no
When we meet up, you’re only on your phone
You act like you’re busy, late with your replies
Why do you keep acting like that?
Why do you act like that, act like that?

Can’t you act like you’re being honest?
Whatever it is, it’s always a missed call
So now I’m used to waiting
I think I’m getting annoyed, emergency
I know you’re not that busy
I know but I’m acting like I don’t, acting like I don’t see
I’m acting too, acting like I don’t love you

I’m already addicted to you
But you’re addicted to the telephone
When you don’t pick up, you say it’s because you were charging it
When you don’t respond to my text, you say it’s because you were driving
It’s a cycle of repeat signs
This is a story of me being jealous of a telephone
There’s no chance of us getting hotter than your replacement battery
I wish I could raise our lukewarm temperature

Nervously sending this text
And adding an emoji
But there’s no answer, phone call
Your steel wall isn’t coming down, no
When we meet up, you’re only on your phone
You act like you’re busy, late with your replies
Why do you keep acting like that?
Why do you act like that, act like that?

I hate your telephone
I go crazy every day
You’ll never know, even if I tell you again
So real so real

Love love love love love
It’s hard, it’s hard
I’m watching over you
At the same time, I’m waiting for you
Love love love love love
It’s hard, it’s hard
I wish I could be cool
It’s hard, it’s hard