Testo Unanswered Phone Calls

Awkward shards of conversation reveal a washed-out obligation. Detached from duty and grace, I look in your eyes and see a need to save face.

And I know it's not what you want to hear, but goodbye.

Leave me a message, 'cause I'm not in, and phone calls of tense words are wearing thin. I've given my share of comfort to you, and I'm sorry that we fell apart as we grew.

And I know it's not what you want to hear, but goodbye.
Goodbye.
Goodbye.
Goodbye.
Goodbye