Still Pick Up

I don't answer everybody
You already know that
Phone on DND
Still see your name, I call back
I been getting used to people
Wanting something when they reach me
You don't ask for nothing
That's exactly why you get me
I been moving through the city
Like I got somewhere to be
Truth is, half the time
I'm just trying not to think
I got people in my section
I don't know them by their name
You walk in
And somehow
Everything just feels the same
I don't know how you do it

I still pick up
When you call
Even when I'm busy
Even when I'm gone
I still pick up
That's the difference
Everybody wants a piece
You just want my attention
I still pick up

I don't like when you get quiet
Makes me wonder what you're thinking
You say, "Nothing"
That's the answer I don't like
I could buy you something nice
But you'd probably make fun of it
So I keep it simple
You know me better than that
I got used to being wanted
For the things that I could give
You make me feel like
You'd still want me if I had nothing
That's a dangerous thing
I don't say that out loud

I still pick up
When you call
Even when I'm busy
Even when I'm gone
I still pick up
That's the difference
Everybody wants a piece
You just want my attention
I still pick up

I don't know where this goes
I don't need to know
As long as when you call
I still know the number

Yeah
I still pick up