I'm pretty desperate now, for anything we talk about, and we can talk about. Well anything at all
But you won't look me in the eyes, well I guess that's fine
And I find it cute, how you stare at the wall
And I know I'm just here, to talk about, to talk about
Well who, tell me who
Who am I to you, when you're all alone?
Who am I to you when we're on the phone?
Who am I to you when I have no home?
Who?
And i'm scared that you'll leave, cause I'm running out of things to complain about
And I know I'm Just here to talk about the things that bother you
And I don't mind as long as I get to talk to you
Well who, tell me who
Who am I to you, when you're all alone?
Who am I to you, when we're on the phone?
Who am I to you, when you have no home?
Who?