Telephone me All alone she sleeps And she's awfully patient You don't know which words to say But I'd still write you every day She's so easily worth my time I can't see what's in front of me But I know you'll be there Soft and sweet, born incomplete But I know that's not fair I'm scared, still thinking of you It's safe to say, that these things don't go my way But won't you girl? But I don't want to be your boyfriend And what a shame, There's a you shaped hole inside my brain But boy, no I don't want to be your boyfriend No, I don't want to see you cry I can't see what's in front of me But I know you'll be there Soft and sweet, born incomplete But I know that's not fair I'm scared, still thinking of you Pick it up girl, won't you pick it up Pick it up girl, won't you pick it up Pick it up girl, won't you pick me up? Pick it up girl, won't you pick it up Pick it up girl, won't you pick it up Pick it up girl, won't you pick me up? Pick it up girl, won't you pick it up Pick it up girl, won't you pick it up Pick it up girl, won't you pick me up? I can't see what's in front of me But I know you'll be there Soft and sweet, born incomplete But I know that's not fair I'm scared, still thinking of you Thinking of you Still thinking of you