This chair feels so much harder, when I know you're doing something else 

Why am I sitting here trying to make a change 

You're doing something else, right 

Trying to make a call, but my fingers refuse to 

Why am I sitting here hoping that you'll call 

This day will be crawling, cos you're not around me 

everytime I hear your voice, oh 

you just make my world complete 



Are you afraid, of losing some, one 

Do you get stuck, do you get liquid 

Do you, 

Of hearing his voice 



half hearted tries to fall asleep 

don't know how, to fall in that dreaming 

my damn head is too thick, thinking about 

all the things I should't have done, 

said 

Why am I hoping that I'll someday make a change 



Are you afraid, of losing some, one 

Do you get stuck, do you get liquid 

Do you, 

Of hearing his voice 



I would give anything to pick up the pieces 

Of a, my, black broken heart. 

All because of hearing his voice.