Death by Telephone

Baby, I think I'm finally starting to get you
She told me through here teeth and her perfume
I never want to see you again

But in the morning she's pulling off her clothes in the bathroom
I'm standing in the hall I'll be gone soon
Who did I think I was?

And it's breaking up again
Telephone lines
Wrapped around my neck
I don't want to think about
Anything you said

And now you're living on the south side
Staring at the cars as they pass by
Drinking up the smoke if you're too high
You're never gonna come back down

And you said that it was Jesus
Who broke into your room in an earthquake
And shook you from your bed, all the glass frames
Shattered on the carpet floor

And it's breaking up again
Telephone lines
Wrapped around my neck
I don't want to think about
Anything you said
I don't want to think about
Anything you said



Credits
Writer(s): Carter Vail
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