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It's Like Waiting(For The Phone To Ring)

It feels like waiting for the phone to ring.

I'm waiting for your call.

I'm waiting for it all.

 

This hole in my chest, it won't quit bleeding.

I need to hear your voice.

I need to hear some noise.

 

I'm waiting for the world to end.

The phone won't ring.

The phone won't ring.

 

It's all wearing off, the pleasure you'd send.

I thought I saw your face.

I thought I felt your embrace.

 

There's dust where my heart should be.

My ribcage is empty.

My ribcage is aching.

 

I'M ALWAYS WAITING, WAITING, WAITING!

WAITING TO HEAR THE PHONE RING!

BABY I'M WAITING FOR YOU TO CALL!

HONEY I'M WAITING FOR YOU TO SAY IT ALL!

 

I'M WAITING FOR THE SCREAMS!

I'M WAITING FOR THE SERENE!

WAITING FOR "I LOVE YOU".

WAITING FOR "I HATE YOU".

 

I'm waiting... but the phone will never ring.

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Written by
brianna-sutterfield
American
Published
May 17, 2010
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I wrote this. Not sure if it was meant to be a poem or a song, take it how you wish. Please don't steal it. If you wish to post this elsewhere PLEASE ask me first.

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