Iґm sick of the state weґre in
And every little thread is wearing thin
Iґve been livinґlife in the slow lane
But somethingґs got to change
What time is it where you are
Youґre in bed, Iґm at a bar
Right now opposites sunbtract
And I donґt know if I can bridge the gap
The phone bills, and missed calls, have
got us they got us
At the mercy of a mile
In no place to make demands
Iґll make it worth your while
But right now itґs out of my hands
Itґs out of my hands
Ode to sleep pillows and sheets
The last place Iґd excpect us to meet
Iґll be back before you know
So donґt worry if youґre running low
The phone bills, and missed calls, have
got us, theyґve got us hanging
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