You're a silence on the phone Yo're a song with just one f***ing note And i'm clued out cole Like an off-color joke When i call collect to nyc Everybody learns eventually To go hang it up You go hang it up It's really really easy Yeah i put your letter down But this graffiti finds its way around I want to talk Why you want to stop? It's impossible for me So here's my trick: when i hear your "hello" I know i'm listening to alcohol Oh, i'm drunk on a call I heard you found some other guy Some high note you thought i couldn't hit But i never tried No i never did