Call me baby, I'm putty in your fingers
You got me running circles and I don't wanna stop
Call me midnight, I won't turn of the ringer
Your voice is something good I don't wanna let go of

Call me baby, I'm putty in your fingers
Your laughter's on a loop inside my head
Call me midnight, I won't turn of the ringer
I'll listen to your worst hours instead

Maybe I've mellowed out all of my issues under water
Maybe I'm drowning, closing in upon the light
Maybe you don't know me as well as you think you wanna
Maybe you don't love me, but maybe you might

Call me baby, I'm putty in your fingers
You shape me into who you wanna see
Call me midnight, I won't turn of the ringеr
This cycle is a self fulfilling prophecy

Maybe I'm backtracking if I say I've come unbroken
Maybe I'm changing, day turning into night
Maybe you've got your own worries that you left unspoken
Maybe after it all everything will be alright

I don't wanna put my heart through anymore troubles or tears
I don't wanna feel all these butterflies invading my chest
I don't wanna repair myself just so I that I can break again
But who cares?

Who cares [repeated]

Call me baby, I'm putty in tour fingers
You got me running circles and I don't wanna stop
Call me midnight, I won't turn of the ringer
Your voice is something good I don't wanna let go of