Call number one
I was going to tell you
How much of a ***** you were
For making me feel like this
But I hung up
Call number two
I was going to tell you
That everything was your fault
And you were the reason
We would never work out
But I hung up
Call number three
I was going to remind you
Of all the things you said
To me the last time I saw you
But I hung up
Call number four
I was going to scream
Scream until my lungs exploded
And the world went black
But I hung up
Call number five
I contemplated driving
To your house
In the pouring rain
And tell you everything in person
But I hung up
Call number six
I remembered how your smile
Used to make life
A little more bearable
But I hung up
Call number seven
I remembered how your eyes
Light up the sky
Because the stars were jealous
But I hung up
Call number eight
I gave up all hope
Of trying to make myself
Not want you
But I hung up
Call number nine
I decided that I would say
Everything I could
To get you back
But I hung up
Call number ten
I started to cry
My hands were violently shaking
As I tried to hold the phone
But I hung up
And then came call number eleven
I heard your favorite song
And I looked down
Call number eleven
You told me
That you were sorry
And then you hung up
Jul 11, 2014
Jul 11, 2014 at 4:34 AM UTC
Call number one
I was going to tell you
How much of a ***** you were
For making me feel like this
But I hung up
Call number two
I was going to tell you
That everything was your fault
And you were the reason
We would never work out
But I hung up
Call number three
I was going to remind you
Of all the things you said
To me the last time I saw you
But I hung up
Call number four
I was going to scream
Scream until my lungs exploded
And the world went black
But I hung up
Call number five
I contemplated driving
To your house
In the pouring rain
And tell you everything in person
But I hung up
Call number six
I remembered how your smile
Used to make life
A little more bearable
But I hung up
Call number seven
I remembered how your eyes
Light up the sky
Because the stars were jealous
But I hung up
Call number eight
I gave up all hope
Of trying to make myself
Not want you
But I hung up
Call number nine
I decided that I would say
Everything I could
To get you back
But I hung up
Call number ten
I started to cry
My hands were violently shaking
As I tried to hold the phone
But I hung up
And then came call number eleven
I heard your favorite song
And I looked down
Call number eleven
You told me
That you were sorry
And then you hung up
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