I'm sick of the state we're in

And every little thread is wearing thin

I've been livin' life in the slow lane

But somethings got to change


What time is it where you are

You're in bed, I'm at a bar

Right now opposites subtract

And I don't know if I can bridge the gap


The phone bills, and missed calls, have

got us they've got us


At the mercy of a mile

In no place to make demands

I'll make it worth your while

But right now it's out of my hands

It's out of my hands


Ode to sleep pillows and sheets

The last place I'd expect us to meet

I'll be back before you know

So don't worry if you're running low

The phone bills, and missed calls, have

got us, they've got us hanging