Sign Out

It's been seven hours since my phone's run out of power
 And it feels nice, it feels nice
 I was born a mess, but it has never been like this
 No, not as bad, not as bad
 I have lost all signal, and I wonder where you're hidden
 Are you out? Are you having fun?
 I guess that you're busy being more stubborn than the rest
 'Cause that's my type, you're just my type
 And I was signing out
 And I was signing out as you signed in
 And you were signing out
 You're always signing out when I sign in
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 It's been several weeks since I have heard anyone speak
 And it feels nice, yeah, it feels nice
 You ask me how I'm doing, and I'll say I'm doing fine
 'Cause I am always fine, it's always fine
 And there will be a moment where we both pretend we're friends
 And then I'll sigh and then you'll sigh
 And you'll ask me if I'm seeing anyone, and I'll clear my throat
 And say, "No one, no one that matters"
 And I was signing out
 And I was signing out as you signed in
 And you were signing out
 You're always signing out when I sign in
 And I was signing out
 And I was signing out as you signed in
 And you were signing out
 You're always signing out when I sign in