Vacant

I have a message on when I'm vacant
It plays a song like I'm there
It kisses like I never meant it
When I wake from my daze it's not fair.

I forgot all the good things that happened
Remember nothing from the night before
Feelings of guilt are not felt though they dealt
The hand that I see to be yours.

I play a message when I'm vacant
It answers the questions and calls
It replies like I've died when they asked if I lied
Auto-response is all that your told.