Pick up the phone Do you feel the same? Pressure me Pressure me I was never my own I need you to stay Pressure me Pressure me ♪ I still remember the holes in your sweater And sweat from September I should've known better but I'm no type to bite like that But you used to write right back Love and trust the cul-de-sac You know where to find me at I know you put you before me But that's no excuse to be boring You the type to fight right back You like to fall in love too fast Tell me what's the point in that When you won't even call me back Pick up the phone Do you feel the same? Pressure me Pressure me I was never my own I need you to stay Pressure me Pressure me ♪ Take a breath, breathe it out It'll be alright I know you're stressed, comprehend He ain't worth the time Laying on the lawn, babe, I promise I've tried Eyes are welling up, am I sad or just tired? Bet you don't know Bet you don't know Bet you don't know Bet you don't know Pick up the phone Do you feel the same? Pressure me Pressure me I was never my own I need you to stay Pressure me Pressure me Pick up the phone Do you feel the same? Pressure me Pressure me I was never my own I need you to stay Pressure me Pressure me