Imaginary Baseball League - Don't Call At All lyrics

I feel like an american, I finally understand the suffering All my friends have been so depressed, And now i'm finally clocking in, i guess. Driving the streets inside your car The sustaining sun was never far; But now i'm driving in circles, Running frozen on a wounded spark. I wouldn't know what to do if you called me I wouldn't know what to say I wouldn't know what to do if you called me, Good thing You don't call at all I understand every drunken fool I didn't think that i was capable So everybody drink up Cause today will be a scattered Everlasting malaise I'll pull you up from behind my eyes And marvel at your transparent guise, Then reel your love across my tv screen, but those Dead kisses taste like quarantine. I wouldn't know what to do if you called me I wouldn't know what to say I wouldn't know what to do if you called me, Good thing You don't call at all To all of my sad comrades, All caught up in the fray: If ever you're without love, i'll gladly give it away... Now that i've got enough To go around