I've got a grasp on my black telephone
Holding it tight to my ear
No fear. He'll pick up
It's like 3AM or later
I'm ****** up
Dropped my wallet in the elevator
Now I've stumbled into bed
Living dead and seeing red
Ring
Ring
Ring
"We're sorry..."
Thoughts swarm like locusts
Bug-buzzing in the phone
Sweating my spray tan on the bed sheets
Left alone with a dial tone.
Nightstand pill bottle Jesus
I'm reaching out for you
It's been ringing for a few minutes now
I've rolled up in the coiled phone cord
'I think the room is spinning'
Tilt-a-whirl bed taunts my stomach
'I'm home at least'
'I need to tell him how I feel'
Ring
Ring -
"We're sorry, the number you have called
Is not in service at this time
Please check the number
Or try your call again."
Jun 23, 2012
Jun 23, 2012 at 2:24 AM UTC
I've got a grasp on my black telephone
Holding it tight to my ear
No fear. He'll pick up
It's like 3AM or later
I'm ****** up
Dropped my wallet in the elevator
Now I've stumbled into bed
Living dead and seeing red
Ring
Ring
Ring
"We're sorry..."
Thoughts swarm like locusts
Bug-buzzing in the phone
Sweating my spray tan on the bed sheets
Left alone with a dial tone.
Nightstand pill bottle Jesus
I'm reaching out for you
It's been ringing for a few minutes now
I've rolled up in the coiled phone cord
'I think the room is spinning'
Tilt-a-whirl bed taunts my stomach
'I'm home at least'
'I need to tell him how I feel'
Ring
Ring -
"We're sorry, the number you have called
Is not in service at this time
Please check the number
Or try your call again."
Ode to "those nights". Almost titled, "Dial Tone Romance". It's the 90s because people used tele-phones way back then, not cell-phones. I know. Weird.
