I claim busy but I have time to tweet, and eat the words of a twitter feed.
You don’t have the time to call, but have the gall to log on to thinking I won’t check to see if the green light is on.
So I go, check my feelings over the vibrations of your song, text messages are your answer. I miss the live feed of a phone call.
All you wanted was a quiet moment alone to tell me ‘I live to hear you breathe over the phone” I didn’t want you to speak.
I needed to know you would put down the Bat phone and phone home to check in with love.
Did I ask for too much, or do you have a problem with keeping in touch?