[Verse 1:]
I'm not afraid of love
So tell me what you're thinking of
Oh, are words just not enough?
Just romantic semantics?
I'm thinking of a word
Often written, never heard
All the letters overturned
Just the verbal tactic
Never feel as alone
As when you give me busy tone
When I'm left holding the phone
Holding mobile
Plastic
Holding mobile
Plastic
Holding mobile
Plastic

Hold me up to your face
Hold me close to your ear
Hold me close to your head
I'm on the line, why aren't you here?
Hold me up to your face
Hold me close to your ear
Hold me close to your head
I'm on the line, why aren't you here?
Ringtone! Ringtone!
I'm calling, look at your phone!
Ringtone! Ringtone!
I'm calling, look at your phone!
Ringtone! Ringtone!
I'm calling, look at your phone!
Ringtone! Ringtone!
It's me lighting up your phone!

There's something in your voice
Signaling me through the noise
You are not like other boys
When you make a sound
The air your body falls around
Forming vowels, forming nouns

[Bridge:]
Forming mobile plastic
Forming mobile plastic
Forming mobile plastic
Forming mobile plastic
Forming mobile plastic
Forming mobile plastic
Forming mobile plastic

Hold me up to your face
Hold me close to your ear
Hold me close to your head
I'm on the line, why aren't you here?
Ringtone! Ringtone!
I'm calling, look at your phone!
Ringtone! Ringtone!
I'm calling, look at your phone!