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Digits, dial, digits, dial tone, monotone Has she been feigning sleeping Framing she been all alone? Downslide on the sidewalk I'm a distant ring, out of body Out of body, pick me up Oh, answer me I just turned you over Where it's sick, you might be sick Gates are courting airplanes And the clock's divorcing ticks 'fore I left, thought I'd see you at The show, you didn't show Didn't message, didn't call You didn't know, didn't you know? I'm a liar too That's why I think I understand you Someone from your building Holds for me a door I'm in your lobby, the elevator I'm on your floor, the second floor I can hear you now... With my ear pressed to the paint Letras de cancionesYou're playing that cassette tape That you took from me To take to Iowa And that was near three years ago And now I'm back up in that moment Playing that yard sale Casio I sang to you from a red room "Together we'll grey, grey, grey" Does he sing to you as well? Much better, most would say I heard him laughing But I prefer this to the silence When your lips are sealed against his Or if he fills your thighs with kisses Or just for instance he's clawing your fat Pushing your breasts into the mattress You love a good many men Uh huh, and loving me ain't gonna stop all of them Like Adam, we are flawed In the image of our Gods Of our fathers, who never bothered To consider they were not the only ones Faith, ooh Faith, oh, faith is the way to believe lies that we need That to be faithful is to be truthless But that's more than I need to say I just don't run off and get married And I'll surely be OK Because I love you (?) couldn't use Gotta go now and pack my suitcase I'm glad you're OK And I love you Happy birthday I'll see you in sixteen days From Letras Mania