Answer My Call
Well, you're right, that's mad
Mistaking love for something we never had
And you're right, I'm just wrong
But if you're honest you do go on and on and on
And you're right when you say
There's no place like home
I just don't miss it till I'm stoned and lying alone
Hoping you'll answer your phone
A rearrangement of my heart is needed
A lack of something's not the issue
It's what we got that needs a sort through
Let's have a sort through
Just me and you like we used to do
Are we holding on, should we let go?
Is that face you're wearing a feeling or just for show?
I guess that's something only you'll ever know
And you're right, I should do something constructive
And not destructive as I just don't do nothing at all
Except wait for the fall and hope that you'll answer my call
A rearrangement of my heart is needed
A lack of something's not the issue
It's what we got that needs a sort through
Let's have a sort through
Just me and you like we used to do
Holding on to pointless things
Like postcards never wrote
To someone who never was my friend
So I tidy up a fresh start
A rearrangement of my heart is needed
A lack of something's not the issue
It's what we got that needs a sort through
Let's have a sort through
Mistaking love for something we never had
And you're right, I'm just wrong
But if you're honest you do go on and on and on
And you're right when you say
There's no place like home
I just don't miss it till I'm stoned and lying alone
Hoping you'll answer your phone
A rearrangement of my heart is needed
A lack of something's not the issue
It's what we got that needs a sort through
Let's have a sort through
Just me and you like we used to do
Are we holding on, should we let go?
Is that face you're wearing a feeling or just for show?
I guess that's something only you'll ever know
And you're right, I should do something constructive
And not destructive as I just don't do nothing at all
Except wait for the fall and hope that you'll answer my call
A rearrangement of my heart is needed
A lack of something's not the issue
It's what we got that needs a sort through
Let's have a sort through
Just me and you like we used to do
Holding on to pointless things
Like postcards never wrote
To someone who never was my friend
So I tidy up a fresh start
A rearrangement of my heart is needed
A lack of something's not the issue
It's what we got that needs a sort through
Let's have a sort through
Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Nicholas Clinton, Jonathan Max Watkin, Martin Saunders, Stuart David Hartland, Philip David Etheridge
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