your touch gave me some dopamine
your words released that seratonine
you said red flags have no real meaning,
that i shouldn't look for things
that i'm just not seeing.
now i'm watching that number dial out
ive been so happy in my blindfold
ive been complacent in my fears
i cry too much it's getting silly
addicted now to my own tears.
watching that number dial out
don't tell me it's a date
your love came way too late,
masquerading love and lust
when you treat me with pure hate.
watching that number dial out
i want to see your face
i want to imagine you care
when i don't pick up
when you think i'm not there
watching that number dial out