I think about calling you But I know it would only disappoint “Hey, what’s up—your friends not home? Why are you calling me on the phone?” I’d lie and say I just had time to waste Went from my safest place to saving face And it’s sad Sad I no longer know you like that
Life sways in gasps a breath struggles over sagging phone waves. The words I send trip off the line stretching two ends swinging high above the valley. I speak floating in clouds the voice may reach you over quivering cable wait, let me die, 'Don't disconnect.'
'Don't disconnect' - last words on an Italian youth to his beloved from his hospital bed using a doctor's phone
You listen to me But you don't hear me at all I'm not so sure you heard My screams and my bawls You left me to sit here, Watch me crumble and fall Now I'm positive You don't care at all Because you never pick Up the phone when I call Now I'll sit here alone And talk to these Paper thin walls
Now I'll sit here alone and talk to these paper thin walls