SIGN OUT

It’s been seven hours since my phone's run out of power
And it feels nice, it feels nice
I was born a mess but it has never been like this
No not as bad, not as bad
I have lost all signal
And I wonder where you’re hidden
Are you out, are you having fun?
I guess that you’re busy being more stubborn than the rest
'Cause that’s my type
You’re just my type

And I was signing out
And I was signing out
As you signed in

And you were signing out
You’re always signing out
When I sign in

It’s been several weeks since I have heard anyone speak
And it feels nice, yeah it feels nice
You ask me how I'm doing and I’ll say I'm doing fine
'Cause I'm always fine, it’s always fine
And there’ll be a moment where we both pretend we’re friends
And then I’ll sigh
And then you’ll sigh
And you’ll ask me if I'm seeing anyone and I’ll clear my throat and say
No one
No one that matters

And I was signing out
And I was signing out
As you signed in

And you were signing out
You’re always signing out
When I sign in

And I was signing out
And I was signing out
As you signed in

And you were signing out
You’re always signing out
When I sign in