Morse Code - Reina Del Cid, Joshua Lee Turner

You had the postal service

You had the telephone wire

There were passenger pigeons to take your words up higher

And there were walkie-talkies

Fiber-optic repeat

And there were infinite channels between you and me

It don’t matter

Pretty baby

It was a note upon your door

It don’t matter

How you said it

You don’t love me no more

You don’t love me no more

You don’t love me no more

I could hijack the airwaves

Say I want you back

Could put us in a novel

And rewrite the past

String up the words

Behind a long airplane

And wait for your answer to come back again

It don’t matter

Pretty baby

I’d find the words I’m looking for

It don’t matter

How I say it

You don’t love me no more

You don’t love me no more

You don’t love me no more

Could hire a man to swim across the sea

And plant a little kiss on your cheek from me

Could write you a letter

And cross all my T’s

And put it in the belly of a great submarine

It don’t matter

Pretty baby

My words never reached the shore

It don’t matter

If I say it

You don’t love me no more

Put a lonely billboard

On every city road

Or have the stars plotted out

In a brilliant morse code

Would make no difference

Pretty baby

You don’t love me no more

It don’t matter

Pretty baby

You don’t love me no more

You don’t love me no more

You don’t love me no more