Pick Up the Phone

You say that I'm, that I'm, that I'm, that I'm wrong
You don't pick up, pick up, pick up, pick up your phone
You say "maybe baby", I've been waiting so long
C'mon pick up, pick up, pick up, pick up your phone
I said I'm right there when you need me right there
And we can make it, I can feel it, I swear
You want it your way, well I want it mine
You don't reply but I see you're online

Listen to my message on your phone
I tell you everything after the tone
Something I was always meant to say
It's written in bold on your display
Pick up the phone
Pick up the phone

I know that I'm, that I'm, that I'm playing the fool
I'm the one that lit it, forget it, 'cause you're the one who's cruel
Just ring me up to put me down or to the test
C'mon let me have it, I'm expecting nothing less
I said I'm right there when you need me right there
And we can make it, I can feel it, I swear
You want it your way, well I want it mine
You don't reply but I see you're online

Listen to my message on your phone
I tell you everything after the tone
Something I was always meant to say
It's written in bold on your display
Pick up the phone
Pick up the phone

Look at me now, you don't see who I am
Look at me now, don't you know that I've changed?
Come on I know that I was wrong,
But you leave me hanging here all night long
Come on I know now where I belong
Just hear me out after the tone, after the tone

Listen to my message on your phone
I tell you everything after the tone
Something I was always meant to say
It's written in bold on your display
Pick up the phone
Pick up the phone
Pick up the phone



Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Fessler, Vania Sousa, Moritz Andreas Vontobel, Adrian Marc Kuebler, Luca Burkhalter, Charles George Rushbury-cotton
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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