Don't Pick Up The Phone

Nobody's home
Don't pick up the phone
Sitting on my ass
I'm all out of gas

Don't tell me how all these things should be going
Leave me alone, let me go, on my own

Through all your eyes
Terrible lies
Fed me a myth
I'm fed up with this shit

Don't tell me how all these things should be going
Leave me alone, let me go, on my own



Credits
Writer(s): Justin Hoenke
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