I get this nagging feeling you're waiting for me To give you a piece of mind It would only release me and surely release you and I know that we should be kind But, it isn't my turn Isn't my turn You sit in silence even though you made the call And I'm hanging up it's over to you It's abundantly clear there's a worm in your ear and I think it's leaving you flat The theme is oblique and the signal is weak But there's just no denying the fact that... It isn't my turn Yeah it's probably your turn You sit in silence even though you made the call And I'm hanging up - over to you I think you're losing me amid diplomacy Someone write me a song that I can hang my hat on It isn't my turn It isn't my turn You sit in silence even though you made the call And I'm hanging-up!