Pick Up The Phone
Pick up the phone
I'm pregnant with your baby
I wanted you to know the dreams i've been having lately
I wake up,
I walk out from an explosion and the city speaks in sirens
in the wreckage is my angel of devotion,
A dying light inside him
and i try to tell you something but my mouth fills up with water
you say "finally you found me"
Then suddenly I'm drowning
Pick up the phone
I'm trying to say sorry
the things that you should know
are weighing heavy on me.
Well it's nothing can't be fixed with a hot bath and a fifth of mothers ruin
or forgot for the duration
with deranged and maybe even drunken s** with strangers
and his wife didn't stop crying for at least a week he told me
but at least she got the kids and half a million
I just a**umed that she was sleeping.
And i fall in love in the only way that i know
as I dive into the mouth of a hungry volcano
and i walk not recognizing sad reflections
and i lay next to the next one
with you on my mind
Pick up the phone
I let the wrong one go.