Spoon

Wonder why you're always calling, Always calling when you're gone. Blame the timing, blame the song, Every station as you want. You don't want me, no you don't, We don't have to play this song. Minute talking, minute gone, minute talking. Minute gone. Minute talking. Minute gone. Only half of your heart on your tongue, And you never wanna talk about it. Every morning, every night, still can't find the Reasons why. All you got is half a conversation hanging on One line. No pretending we're all right, You keep crying, so do I. Minute talking, minute gone, minute talking. Minute Gone. Minute talking.