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Frou Frou - Hear Me Out

I join the queue on your answer phone, all I am is holding breath. Just pick up; I know you’re there. Can’t you hear—I’m not myself.

Well go ahead and lie to me. You can say anything. Small talk will be just fine. Your voice is everything. We owe it to love, and it all depends on you.

So listen up—the sun hasn’t set; I refuse to believe that it’s only me feeling. Just hear me out—I’m not over you yet. It’s love on the line—can you handle it?

So how do I do normal? A smile I fake, the permanent way… cue-cards and fix-it kits; can’t you tell—I’m not myself? I’m a slow-motion accident, lost in coffee rings and fingerprints. I don’t want to feel anything, but I do… and it all comes back to you.

So listen up, this sun hasn’t set. I refuse to believe that it’s only me feeling… Just hear me out—I’m not over you yet. It’s love on the line—can you handle it?
... I don’t want to feel anything, but I do.. ..And it all comes back to you.

Hear me out—listen up.. this time you gotta listen to me.. Look at me straight; just hear me out—don’t make me wait. I’m not myself; I can’t take this. Love’s on the line ....is that your final answer?
Is that your final answer?

These lyrics are by Frou Frou, from Hear Me Out. Posted at 9:10am on 29 May 2005.
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