Missed Calls

(hmmm) Silent treatment, cold on the line

I said the wrong thing at the wrong time

My hands are shaking,

staring at the screen

Lost in the spaces in between (oh no)

I've been hesitantly trying

To pick up the phone and dial

But the silence is defining

Every single endless mile

But you also had the chance to call

Yeah, you let the hammer fall

So do you miss me like you say?

Or do you only pick up the phone

once a week?

(once a week)

Staring at the ceiling in the quiet room

Waiting for a spark to break the gloom

You hold your cards so close to your chest

While I am trying to survive the test

Is it pride or is it fear?

That keeps us from talking,

dear? Two phone screens glowing in the dark

Waiting for a single spark

(just a spark)

Once a week, you call my name

Once a week, we play the game Silent

treatment in the dark...