Endless Dial Tone

by Little Lisa   Aug 9, 2004


All i hear now is the dial tone,
we yelled, we screamed, then you hung up the phone,
why is it that that's how we have to end up every night,
i don't like talking on the phone knowing it'll end up in a fight.

tonight it was the fact that you couldn't stop by,
after i said "not tonight" i knew it was going to be bad by the sounds of your sigh,
why is it you are so easily able to get mad,
your attitude now is really getting bad.

i hate how you say that I'm always the one to blame,
saying that i cause all you problems and it's my fault you feel this way,
the excuses that you give are starting to get lame,
and now I'm at the point that i don't know what to say.

so maybe tomorrow night i just won't pick up the phone,
it'll save us from fighting and save me from once again hearing this dial tone.

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