I don't know what's, left to say I don't know if your, number's changed It's been four months and three text, the last two unread It's been Sundays, and birthdays and long weekends since I was your good morning First text, your probably still in bed That can't wait, to see you later I'll be off by 10:00 That late night are you alone, lemme know when you get home? I'd never hung it up, on you and me, girl, if I'd have know that I still think about calling you, think about calling you up Naw that ain't something I wanna do, I can't stop thinking bout us My thumb's over your number, cuz I'm not over you I know that you won't pick up, but I don't know what else to do, cuz I still think about calling you, think bout calling you up Thought I thought it through, every time All I got through was, 615 Tried drunk, I tried sober, I tried to forget Thought I'd get closure if I just hit send... I still think about calling you, think about calling you up Naw that ain't something I wanna do, I can't stop thinking bout us My thumb's over your number, cuz I'm not over you I know that you won't pick up, but I don't know what else to do, cuz I still think about calling you, think about calling you up I was New York, on New Years I wish that you were e here You were Santa Monica sun setting, pictures from the pier I'm a use to be kinda memory, you thought that you'd let fade You're 10 numbers memorized, I wish I could erase I still think about calling you, think about calling you up Naw that ain't something I wanna do, I can't stop thinking bout us My thumb's over your number, cuz I'm not over you I know that you won't pick up, but I don't know what else to do, cuz I still think about calling you, think about calling you up