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Jan 2018
There is no ball and there is no court
We’re just friends so why can’t you call
Even to keep it short
Why do I always have to be the one to pick up the phone
Sitting at home
Alone
Liquor cabinet dry as a bone
It would be nice to see your name on the screen when my phone rings
Sadly it’s never you
It’s never a friend just wanting to check on things
I’ll wait and maybe you’ll call one day
Maybe it’ll be you just wanting to say “hey”
Written by
J  M/Here
(M/Here)   
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