40 hours to my weekend I took eight just for sleeping, and we cut it off for a reason Now I'm gaining my feelin' back, I know fallin' half afraid I don't wanna feel this way for so long, been stuck in vain So through the emotions, I go You fail to feel it, you fail to feel it out, out Stuck on writing, still she keep walkin' over when I'm lone I've been running, still I've been tryna hide my face at home Three hours speaking on the phone, for now can you put me on hold? On hold, keep me on hold, keep me on hold, love Na-na, na-na, na-na-na You fail to feel it (I know), you fail to feel it out, out Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh