You're a silence on the phone
Yo're a song with just one f***ing note
And i'm clued out cole
Like an off-color joke
When i call collect to nyc
Everybody learns eventually
To go hang it up
You go hang it up
It's really really easy
Yeah i put your letter down
But this graffiti finds its way around
I want to talk
Why you want to stop?
It's impossible for me
So here's my trick: when i hear your "hello"
I know i'm listening to alcohol
Oh, i'm drunk on a call
I heard you found some other guy
Some high note you thought i couldn't hit
But i never tried
No i never did
