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He calls you three times a day

To tell you he's sorry, for what?

For things he don't mean to change

He calls 'cause he cares about himself

It's never been your choice

But he makes you think it is

By telling you what you feel

Sometimes you believe him when he calls



And he's got you like a fish on a line

Say good-bye hang up that phone

Take the hook out of your mouth

That can't be love, that is not love



He's gonna reel you in

He's waiting until you're tired and weak

Forget all the others he says

You belong to me

He smiles as you struggle

Then lets out some line so you can run

Then pulls it back hard again

The phone rings but once, you take the bait



And he's got you like a fish on a line

Say good-bye hang up that phone

Take the hook out of your mouth

That can't be love, that is not love



He's toying with your mind

He's drinking up your soul

He's gonna feast on your flesh

But first all he needs is the control



And he's got you like a fish on a line

Say good-bye hang up that phone

Take the hook out of your mouth

That can't be love, that is not love