I used to play by ear, now I use both of my hands
If you don’t ask – well, then you don’t get
And if you don’t take, then someone else will
But when I look at you, I’m scared to

Can’t control the weather, I’m letting it through
I’ll gladly take the credit for the things that you do

You put a playlist on to match your mood
I’m proficient in losing my cool
It’s not that I can’t hear, I just don’t want to

There’s no more small talking
I would rather put it to the side
Ride in elevators all day
Then you won’t have to learn to drive