[Instrumental Intro]

[Verse 1]

When, you would glance at me all silent

I would always wonder why

You, had these boxes picked and tossed me

In the one that don't apply

[Verse 2]

Here I cannot see through

Nah, nah oh-oh-oh

I don’t believe you

Pretty can't feed you

Nah

[Chorus]

But I know

You don't

Feel these

Internet blues

I’m on

My phone

You give me

Internet blues

[Verse 3]

I get caught in conversations

Which I know we'll never have

And, I'm so tangled there's no angle

To just safely walk on out

[Verse 4]

Ooh, my thought's the issue

Now, now, oh-oh-oh

And I don't believe you

How you just withdrew

Now

[Chorus]

But I know

You don't

Feel these

Internet blues

I'm on

My phone

You give me

Internet blues

[Outro]

Hopes flying high in the wind

How could you not feel a thing?

I lay in the way it will be

Just wish you would sing one for me