you called me from your car
you needed someone to talk to
and you know i'm always there

but this connection has been fading
and i'm starting to believe
that i won't be sad when you turn to static

i'm weary of your worthless confessions
your beautiful empty words and thoughts of mending broken hearts
when you can't even begin to fix your own

but i have to let you go, he's on the other line
he means what he says and he says that he loves me
so save your elegant farewells, this is goodbye