Mixed Signals Robbie Williams
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[Verse 1]
I tried your number at 9 but to no avail
Tried again at 11, got sent straight to voicemail
You said you needed a calm, quiet night alone
But that don't explain why you're not picking up the phone
Now I'm driving through the city like a bullet in my seat
And I hold my breath when I hit your street
You were restless when you told me everything was alright
One quiet night alone
If nothing is wrong
How come you're not home
[Chorus]
And it's almost 3AM
When you decide to show
You're gonna tell me where you've been
Don't spare me the details, I wanna know
What does he look like?
What does he talk like?
Thought you wanted to make this work
But you're sending me mixed signals
[Verse 2]
With lowered emotion
You greet me and I'm overcome
'Cause your body language is speaking in another tongue
First you tell me that you needed some excitement in your life
Then you grab the handle and turn the knife
Accusations of obsessive misbehaviour
Like we ain't been down to hell and back
And made untrue
I thought that was you
I tried your number at 9 but to no avail
Tried again at 11, got sent straight to voicemail
You said you needed a calm, quiet night alone
But that don't explain why you're not picking up the phone
Now I'm driving through the city like a bullet in my seat
And I hold my breath when I hit your street
You were restless when you told me everything was alright
One quiet night alone
If nothing is wrong
How come you're not home
[Chorus]
And it's almost 3AM
When you decide to show
You're gonna tell me where you've been
Don't spare me the details, I wanna know
What does he look like?
What does he talk like?
Thought you wanted to make this work
But you're sending me mixed signals
[Verse 2]
With lowered emotion
You greet me and I'm overcome
'Cause your body language is speaking in another tongue
First you tell me that you needed some excitement in your life
Then you grab the handle and turn the knife
Accusations of obsessive misbehaviour
Like we ain't been down to hell and back
And made untrue
I thought that was you
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