Callbacks

I gotta time bomb headache that's sticking down
I wish someone would call me back, how 'bout it?
I wish someone would call me back
I wish someone would call me back, how 'bout it?
I'm tired of these hang-ups
It's all outta context, there's nothing I'm into

I guess that everything is better wherever you are
I'm tired of these hang ups
Call it a complex, it's really quite simple
I gotta plastic bag and a broken heart
I'm tired of these hang-ups
Well, my tongue is hot and I'm singing songs

It's all about context, there's nothing I'm into
It's all outta context, there's nothing I'm into

I got a million, only words for what you are
Call it a complex, it's really quite simple
I guess that everything is better when I'm not around
I guess that everything is better when I'm not around
Call it a complex, it's really quite simple
I said that I'm so sorry to bring you down
And I'm so sorry to bring you down
I guess that everything is better when I'm not around

And I'm so sorry to bring you down