It's so complicated
The way that we talk all night
Then you hang up the phone
When things don't seem right
Overly outdated
The way you never stay the night
You want to keep me
But you like the fight
All this time I've waited
Trying to tell wrong from right
Keep my composure
Waiting for the green light
I just want to know you number, baby
I just want to know where you live
I want to cut straight to the answer
Before I even know what the question is
Take my heart and place it
Inside a box for me
Kick drum in the basement
Perfect clarity
All my love is wasted
Inside of drum machines
Me inside the grid
And the grid in me
I just keep on racing
Trying to keep the clock in line
Fading in and out
You don't have perfect timing
I just want to know you number, baby
I just want to know where you live
I want to cut straight to the answer
Before I even know what the question is
It takes a machine
To reset the dream
Our love is asleep
But you'll call me later anyway
I'll follow the tide
The shore will decide
If I live or I die
Wouldn't have it any other way
We'll take a sabbatical
Wouldn't it be magical?
You're always so practical
But I don't I want you to change
I just want to know you number, baby
I just want to know where you live
I want to cut straight to the answer
Before I even know what the question is
I just want to know what you've been thinking lately
I just want to know what gives
I want to cut straight to the answer
Before I even know what the question is
I just want to know you number, baby
I just want to know where you live
I want to cut straight to the answer
Before I even know what the question is