broken telephones

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broken telephones (maybe it was love)

verse 1:
i'm calling you on broken telephones
but you're not listening
and you can't hear a thing
      (you can't hear a thing)
i'm sitting here and playing broken records
spinning on and on and on and on and on and on and on
and i'm reaching for your
      your hand
but you feel so dead beside me
let's just cut communication lines
      and drift here on our own

i'm sending up smoke signals
as the ship is going down
we're spiraling into the unknown
the waters over my head
and i'm drowning
where are you now?

chorus:
and i just need one word
one little word from you
and you'll never see my face again
and i just need one word
one little word from you
      is this the time
      where i convince myself
      that maybe it was love
      and we're falling.... out

verse 2:
and the walls are falling down around me
this apathetic castle
crumbling to the ground
but you're still not listening
      (you're not listening)
and i feel us shifting on the axis
we're spinning round and round and round and round and round
and i'm reaching for your
      your ghost
but the reminder has already faded
just leave a message
      i'll get back to you someday

and i'm shivering in morse code
as you turn and walk away
careening off the plotted lines
the message in my head
and i'm dying
won't you save my soul?

out:
      is this the time
      where i convince myself
      that maybe it was love
      and we're falling.... out