So you found our love in the warm Pacific spray
'Cause I left our love in the desert to fend for itself
I thought it better that way

Did you get my text?
Did I get my thoughts through?
It’s hard to see things clearly
Through the gossip and the gloom

I’m gonna blind our love with the paparazzi flash
I’m gonna squash our love like an economic crash

Did you get my text?
Did I make myself clear?
It’s getting hard to see this through
Through the gossip and the beer

They say, “Boy, you’ve changed”
Well, I say, “You’ve changed too”
Follow me up the Alps, I’ve got things to do
Scatter the ashes here

Didn’t you get my text?
Didn’t that get through?
It’s hard to make myself clear
Through the gossip and the beer

Will you follow me to London where I know the streets?
I don’t need reinforcements 'cause you won’t know where I live

Didn’t you get my message?
Did the text not get through?
It’s getting hard to see these days
Through the gossip and the gloom, the beery gloom