Secondhand Stare

(shhh) I practiced my lines in the elevator ride

Button twenty-four, keeping it inside

You think you got the upper hand this time

But I'm stepping out,

rewriting the design (yeah)

Leaving you a message on the machine

Just to let you know what I really mean

(mm-hmm) I'm the one you're calling when the sun goes down

Running through the shadows of this quiet town

Petty confidence is written on my face

You can try to match me but you're out of place

(ooh-out of place)

Your voicemail is full but I don't care

Leaving my echo hanging in the air

Just a little reminder of what you lost

I made my move,

didn't count the cost

I'm the one you're calling when the sun goes down

Running through the shadows of this quiet town

Petty confidence is written on my face

You can try to match me but you're out of place (ooh-yeah)

Just a message on the machine (shhh)