Helpline (feat. Armaan Yadav)

I guess I'll let you go again

We've spoken for a while now

I know it's only 2AM

But tomorrow is today now

Don't hang up I'm hungover

Don't tell me I should come over

Don't tell me you know what is like

When you're not on the other side of

The phone knows too much about us

So much that speaks to me now

The number you're calling

Is busy at the moment

Yes, you did say something about

Being busy trying to figure it out

But the number you're calling

Is speaking to someone else

So I guess

You did not cut off everyone else

Just my call

A call that you took

When you never really picked up on things

Please, hold the line, says the phone

And trust me I have been holding on

Or call back again in some time

Giving me thicker fake hope

As I reach for the unreachable

Number of times

Which you're roaming too much

And I'm losing all my balance

The phone has started

Taking matter into its own hands

Causing you with beeps

Unable to hang

In the midst of every call

Deemed engaged

Engaged with someone else

Engaged in something less

Than what we had

Maybe you are my missed call

My missed chance

The number you're calling

Does not exist

Maybe just not anymore

So when I think of new relationships

The phone reminds me

That I probably don't have

Enough credit left to make that call

At least not anymore

I guess I'll let you go again

We've spoken for a while now

I know it's only 2AM

But tomorrow is today now

Don't hang up I'm hungover

Don't tell me I should come over

Don't tell me you know what is like

When you're not on the other side, no

You sound the same through

The phone and my memories

Waiting in home for the call

That you say you'd leave

I used to love how you call

Once I fell asleep

I answer slow

But you get the most honesty

I overheard that you've fallen in love with him

And I can tell that you've already let him in

You used to say that you'd be waiting for me

But I've been left on hold for weeks

And all the times

We fell asleep on the phone

With the call still going on

I couldn't imagine

We were going wrong

We were going strong

I could never read the signs

But I guess he was

Always on the line

Just waiting for his time

When the fuck did this

Cross connection happened

You locked me outside home

With changing patterns

Pulling the plug

On who we used to be

I'm exhausted batteries

And corny metaphors

You're stuck in my head

Looping like a song

I bet I'm on your playlist too

The recently played section

Or maybe most played too

Because I never learn my lessons

They say fear leaves you

With two responses fight or flight

I feared losing you

And I responded

With all my might

Standing firm

And you switch to

Your airplane mode

Running down

A runway

Running down

Everything we were

Running away

I want to run away too

But I've been out of breath

From chasing you

All the fucking time

And I just can't anymore

You sound the same

Through the phone

And my memories

Waiting in home for the call

That you say you'd leave

I used to love how you call

Once I fell asleep

I answer slow

But you get the most honesty

I overheard that you've fallen in love with him

And I can tell that you've already let him in

You used to say that you'd be waiting for me

But I've been left on hold for weeks

The phone knows too much about us

So much that speaks to me now