[Verse 1] Yeah I scroll past your name Like a tripwire Red flag ringtone Little live wire Thumb shakes Heart fakes “Iaccidentallypressedcall” (…sure I did) Guess I still like Tasting the fall [Pre-Chorus] I’m not hoping you’ll pick up I’m just bored and messed up Therapist says “let it go” My thumb says “let’s see the show” [Chorus] It’s my dial tone therapy Listening to your machine roast me “Leave a message at the beep” Yeah Drag me While I can’t speak You say “If this is you Hang up again” Yeah I know how this will end Still I hit that number three times a week Guess rock bottom’s on speed dial for me (hey!) [Verse 2] You still sound so calm On that old script Like you’re doing just fine Post-apocalypse Mixed signals Mixed drinks Mixed up in my head I hit “call” like a joke Then I choke instead [Pre-Chorus] Friends say “Block her Move on” I just turn the volume on Put your voice on replay Like a cheap laugh track to my bad day (oh) [Chorus] It’s my dial tone therapy Listening to your machine roast me “Leave a message at the beep” Yeah Drag me While I can’t speak You say “If this is you Then lose my name” Guess you canceled me Fair game Still I hit that number three times a week Guess rock bottom’s on speed dial for me [Bridge] [Half-time Female lead / male ad-libs] “Hey It’s me You know the rest” (yeah, I do) “Stop calling This is not a test” (okay, true) “If it’s about the past Let it stay dead” (too late) “Go talk to someone else instead” [Beat drops Both] So I talk to your ghost Through a prepaid line Self-help scam $4.99 a minute of my time Hang up Swear I’m done Then I hit redial I should bill you For my denial (hey!) [Chorus] It’s my dial tone therapy Listening to your machine roast me “Leave a message at the beep” Yeah Drag me While I can’t speak You say “If this is you Just let it be” But I keep phoning my own stupidity Every lonely night when the jokes run cheap I put my heart on speaker And your voicemail to repeat

pop, Punchy pop-punk track, mixed male/female vocals in call-and-response. Palm-muted guitars in the verses, tight bass and snappy drums. Choruses explode with gang shouts, octave leads, and bright harmonies. Brief half-time bridge with shout-along hook, then a final double-time outro for a wry, cathartic finish., tone

Dail Tone Therapy