You have a bad signal
but I’ve got the broken heart
the salty drops of rain that fall

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They break me
lure me in with false hope
false love, false everything
then cast me aside…
my only hope being to call
y o u.

But you’re lost in your own land
of power-lines and internet modems
I’m hurt and you can’t reach me
I guess it’s what I should expect

You can’t always be there
and I know that but…
I really needed you now.

but. y. ou. .ve.a onnec. tion.