Confess Lyrics - Raise The Dead - Phantom Planet

Round and round the dial turns 

Your finger itches but your vanity hurts 

And so you cross your friends off one by one 

Either they're busy or they are no fun 

Well, you can call me whenever you want 

You can call me if your mouth needs to run 

Your number's up, it's by request 

Do you have something to confess? 

I'm out of touch, you're out of breath 

Do you have something to confess? 

So round and round the dial turns 

Your finger itches but your vanity hurts 

And you know that all your friends will scream in horror 

When they find you hanged by a phone chord 

Well, you can call me whenever you want 

Yeah, you can call me if your mouth needs to run 

Your number's up, it's by request 

Do you have something to confess? 

I'm out of touch, you're out of breath 

Do you have something to confess? 

You're out of touch, I'm out of breath 

Have you got something to confess?