you won't admit it but you're singing this song been lip singing with your headphones on you miss my voice although your friends wouldn't know it and fake a smile there so it won't show the telephone game is one of the worst not many play it but i think i've been cursed what's there to do when your heart is on another's sleeve
i'm trying and i'm trying i just can't give it up i've got two choices but i'm flat out of luck it's holding me back from more i can't keep running back away from the shore
(say it to me say it to me) it's getting far too late
i won't admit i'm looking back on the day i keep thinking of the things i should say some days i'm so sure but what do i know oh please god someone show me soon
will i see you this weekend? will i see you next week?