Dull - Microwave

I am the voice inside your head

That crawled back up into your bed

Somehow I made off with your key and now

I come when I please and go when I want to go

You are the only thing I like

And you’ve been with me all the time

So while you’re somewhere out with your friends

I’m back here blowing up your cell phone

I’ve been practicing my lines

And you’ve been waiting up all night for me to call you

It makes me sick inside to be calling you up this late at night

But that’s what I do

You’ve been awaiting my return

And I’ve been equally concerned

Sleeping in the back of the van

So I can sober up and call you up again

I’ve been practicing my lines

And you’ve been waiting up all night for me to call you

It makes me sick inside to be calling you up this late at night

But that’s what I do

‘Cause there’s only one thing on my mind

When I hit you up this late at night

If falling in love is the best high

I’ve passed the best times of my life

Now the silence is cold

And every time we talk it’s dull and awkward