Speed Dial

I scream at the top of my lungs
But no one can hear
I'm thinkin’ up smoke signals now
Before I disappear

I'm watching my cell phone for signs
Try to use your name in my rhymes

Every once in a while I feel pretty good
That's the way most people feel
So I’m told that I should

I don't write my songs at all
Like the way that you do
I pick up my scraps off the floor
Make one out of two

3 or 4 or 5
You let me know I'm alive
When you love me the way that you do
Make me feel like I'm home for a while
Home for a while

The clock on the wall's got a chime
That's a little out of tune
It makes me feel better to hear
'Cause it sounds like I think I do

I'm dropping my phone on the floor
I don’t know your number anymore
5 or 4 or 3
You must’ve meant something to me

When you loved me the way that you did
Made me feel I was home for a while
Home for a while
Home for a while