I felt like I just had to cry a bit today and every day is darker than the one before I think I've earned the right to stay in bed all day doing nothing, waiting for the phone to ring hey, is it really that hard for you to think of me? hey, is it really that hard for you to think of me? I got up to say hello, but you weren't there a stranger's voice said sorry that I bothered you where are you tonight, I know I shouldn't care wasting precious time, waiting for the phone to ring expectation, isolation, indignation driving me a dialogue with your machine seven messages to help you get my point think of me - why don't you? stay with me - why can't you?