I鈥檓 tired of sitting 鈥榬ound the house
I鈥檓 tired of doing well without
I want to reconnect with you
I鈥檓 tracing patterns on the wall
Where I鈥檓 projecting a phone call
That I had yesterday with you.

And I forget just what I meant
When I said whatever I said
That wasn鈥檛 me that was just talking
And I鈥檒l admit that from the start
I was alone you stole my heart
That was as far as I could see

Sweet-talking gets me of the hook
Returns the liberties I took
And all you have to say is fine
And I鈥檒l continue as I do
I look to everything but you
I am assuming you are mine

My memory鈥檚 playing 鈥榬ound the clock
Your voice is telling me to stop
My hands are working by themselves
My brain is dead, my heart is cold
I鈥檓 shaking, fear is taking hold
But I am feeling something else.

There鈥檚 something running down my face
My things are lying 鈥榬ound the place
I want to reconnect with you.
I鈥檓 tracing pictures on the wall
I wonder why you haven鈥檛 called
I want to reconnect with you

I want to reconnect with you
I want to reconnect with you
I want to reconnect with you
I want to reconnect with you
I want to reconnect with you
I want to reconnect with you