I felt like I just had to cry a bit today

and every day is darker than the one before

I think I've earned the right to stay in bed all day

doing nothing, waiting for the phone to ring



hey, is it really that hard for you

to think of me?

hey, is it really that hard for you

to think of me?



I got up to say hello, but you weren't there

a stranger's voice said sorry that I bothered you

where are you tonight, I know I shouldn't care

wasting precious time, waiting for the phone to ring

expectation, isolation, indignation driving me



a dialogue with your machine

seven messages to help you get my point



think of me - why don't you?

stay with me - why can't you?