VOICEMAIL! Lyrics

I don't really care

I don't know what to say

I just think it's crazy that you're calling every day

And I know you're in a rough patch

Tough match

Heard that you've got no cash

That's your bad, but

You told me to take another tab, right?

You turning this Friday 'to my worst night

Took a wrong turn

And now I hit a wall

Now I'm thinking to myself

You should've left a call

Yeah I'm sorry I didn't call, had to leave you in a rush

Got me waiting for the tone, you don't really give a -

Swear I'm sorry, Jane I get it, kiss on cheek is not enough

Hate when being apologetic, coz I hate when messing up

Never knowing what to say, I never know when it's enough

Coz I know my way with words is really messing with your trust

He's an artist, he's creative, he could spin a lotta lies

But with you I never try it, still, you don't believe in us

Leave a message at the tone

(Wait for the beep, uh-huh)

Leave a message at the tone

(Wait for the beep, uh-huh)

Leave a message at the tone

(Wait for the beep, uh-huh)

Voicemail but you're home

(Wait for the beep, uh-huh)

Leave your message at the tone

(Leave your message at the tone)

Leave your message at the tone

(Leave your message at the tone)

Leave your message at the tone

(Leave your message at the tone)

Voicemail but you're home

Leave your

Message

Tone

I get the tone, yeah

Lately, you've been cold, cause

I could do way better, but I'm chasing the next moment

We're growing older, but still, I'm acting like a kid

I give my oath that I act on impulse, not a sin

Not up to no good

We need to just speak

Cause clearly there's more

And it lies in the deep

Not up to no good

We need to just speak

Cause clearly there's more

And it lies in the deep

Yeah, I see you running late

And you never on your phone

Leave a message on the tone

Said you'd hit me when you home

Always gotta hear a story

Never-ending whichu

Sad story, keep it moving

All I need is the truth

Yeah

I'm drunk dialling

Tryna get you on the line

But you never pickin' up

Cause I always waste your time

Wish I told you how I feel

Make it clear and keep it real

Me and speaking from the heart

It's like Achilles and his heel

Hands 'round my neck

Are they yours, are they mine?

Am I losing my mind?

Is this silence for the things I should've said? (Hell Nah)

I know it's easy to say (What?)

Sorry, I can't really say it

Thinking we can hash it out and pick it up

Where we last left off

It was no holds barred

'Til it got way too heated (Got way too heated)

Just the way you liked it (Just the way you liked it)

Now the friction's kinda frightening

Airing you is killing me, pick up the phone

I'm my own worst enemy, I'm cleaning up my soul

You've been on aeroplane mode since the minute I had left

Now the moment's bad, sad, mad

Guess I gotta sleep, like the guest

(Guess I gotta, gotta)

Guess I gotta sleep, like the guest

(Guess I gotta, gotta)

Guess I gotta sleep, like the guest

(What I gotta do?)

Guess I gotta sleep, like the guest

Pick up the phone, please

I get the tone

I said time and time again

I'd try my best, I'd try my hardest

But I'll say it one more time

For you, I'll never break that promise

I'm honest

I'll be honest with you

I'm going through a thing that I hope I'll get through

And I was going through it before I met you