Phone problems

Did you get my message, you did not guess 'cuz if you did you would have called me with your sweet intent And we could give it a rest 'stead of beating my chest Making all of the pressure go sky-high Do you ever wonder what happens to the words that we send Do they bend, do they break from the flight that they take And come back together again with a whole new meaning In a brand new sense, completely unrelated to the one I sent