Telephone
Sitting on a table
She sees it flashing but she don't care
She let it go to voicemail
He knows she's there
He lets it ring a few times
Doesn't try to leave a message
Doesn't try to call back
And oh, how do we find ourselves back here
I cannot
Understand the virtue
Of this cat and mouse game
When all it does it hurt you
All it does is hurt you
Telephone
Tell me how
will we ever
find our way back home