Pursue

You never call me back,

And that's whatcha lack,

Worrying about you every second give me a heart attack,

Im searching for ya everywhere in my Cadillac,

But i know you don't give a crap,

Doesn't mean you can treat me like that,

Now I don't know whatcha been up to,

But I worry about the things you do,

And the things you go through,

Are always making you feel so blue,

Just try to give me a clue,

So we can both move on and pursue.