Tick goes the clock

We’ve been talking since five o’clock

My hand twirls my curls

Like your voice, they are soft

Tick goes my watch

My phone still a-buzz

It’s my wingman

It makes time a construct

Tick goes your phone

It doesn’t ship us

We have so little time

Maybe that’s the cause

Tick goes my mother

She’s standing in the door

She says you’re bad influence

We can’t call anymore