I was at a show backstage untying my shoes There was your friend from wire image standing beside her was you Nigo told me don't do it my nice image would go up in fumes The head without the ears heard it so you end up in my room Texting me a hundred times Calling me a hundred times Hope it is not you this time Damn I gotta change my sign Texting me you're gonna die Call the psychiatric line Friends and family should know I'm Reporting this as a crime I bet you heard this song wondering who I'm talking bout (4x) You! And this frustrated nights Emails that could evoke tears (I like you, I like you, I love you, I think I'm dying) My friend asked me for your email address She said she'd take it from here She said she tried to walk you through the picture (He does like you) For you nothing is clear (But why?) Now she too is frustrated and damn That's been a year Texting me a hundred times Calling me a hundred times Hope it is not you this time Damn I gotta change my sign Texting me you're gonna die Call the psychiatric line Friends and family should know I'm Reporting this as a crime I bet you heard this song wondering who I'm talking bout (4x) You! As you listen to this song I hope your thought process evolved Its not your reasoning that's wrong Its that deep down everything is gone The place is empty, no lights on Instead happy now should be scrolled Across the face of your heart's wall But you'll press pause and you'll just call Ah baby, you can't help yourself Ah baby, you can't help yourself I bet you heard this song wondering who I'm talking bout (4x) You!