Nevermind The Phonecalls

No one likes to be [bad word] down on the telephone.
Across the city across the [bad word] back baby connect to me.
Wrote you a letter sent to your heart,
Backwards rewinds to the start:
Sweet little words of therapy [bad word] back baby connect to me.
And the phone calls
And the shooting stars
We'll be fine.
Oh, yeah, nevermind, just nevermind.
And the phone calls
And the shooting stars:
We'll be fine.
Oh, yeah, nevermind, just nevermind.
And the phone calls
And the shooting stars:
We'll be fine.
Oh, yeah, nevermind, just nevermind.
No one likes to be alone, [bad word] down's better on your own.