I join the queue on your answer phone and all I am is holding breath
Just pick up I know you're there
Can't you hear? I'm not myself
Well, go ahead and lie to me you could say anything. Small talk will be just fine
Your voice is everything. We owe it to love, and it all depends on you
So listen up
The sun hasn't set, I refuse to believe that it's only me feeling
Just hear me out. I'm not over you yet
It’s love on the line, can you handle it?
So how do I do normal? A smile I fake the permenant wave of cue-cards and fix-it kits
Can't you tell? I'm not myself
I'm a slow motion accident. Lost in coffee rings and fingerprints. I don't wanna feel anything but I do and it all comes back to you
So listen up. Look at me straight. Just hear me out
Don't make me wait. I'm not myself. I can't take this
Love's on the line. Is that your final answer?
... Moral of the statement above is I just lost my other cell N73, well that cell was my memoriam. Feel glad I lost it..meaning I don't have to save any phone books anymore...what can I do now, is re arrange the list of my phone books, for sure this time is going to be the choosen one!
Good bye N73..it was nice to have you for almost 2 years...well, I guess I have to prepared to browse another one! Bet this time is going to be GREAT one!!
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