All along I sat on the couch
I’ve positioned myself in a slouch
I watched a little T.V.
'Fashion Police' was on
I stared at the screen and hoped my phone would ping

Blank and naked and quiet is my phone right now
Oh, now text me now text me now text me, would you please?

I had gone on a splendid date last night
He said he’d send me a text
I gave him three days, then I texted him
Oooh, just now I heard back

He just texted, “K”.

It’s not much of a life I’m living
Too much of myself I found I’m giving

Bored and crazy and twisted is my mood right now
Oh, now call me now call me now call me, would you please?

Contemplating movie plans for next week
Or maybe just cheap takeout
I gave him an hour, then I texted him
Awaited his response

He just texted, “K”.

Oh, I’m hoping he’ll notice
Oh, I shall make him notice
Funny he's the crazy one,
But I’m the only one whose head is spinning
He's sending me all these signals,
It’s hard to tell if I should be pursuing

Not really sure how to feel about him
Something in the way he'll dodge
Any and all of my texts that I’ve sent
Because all he says is

All he says is, “K”, “K”.
He always texts, “K”, “K”.