Voicemail

I’m trying hard to take it back now
You were alone before you let me in
And yeah i know i fucked up
But tell me is it real love
Or is it all just pretend

You know you make me kinda nervous
Maybe it’s the way that you walk
When we’re talking on the phone
And i know that you're at home
With my shirt that still smells like cologne

Don't give me up
When you're hanging up
Tell me im all that you’ll ever need
But if you leave
Just know i’ll be here
Waiting for that phone to ring again