The Answering Machine - Oklahoma lyrics

Oklahoma, she won't be your friend, She waits at the disco for her song to end. Oklahoma, she must know my name, It's been six months now I'm tired of this game. And I keep on trying not to go harder, Trying not to be smarter, Trying not to notice you. And I keep on trying not to go harder, Trying not to be smarter, But I can't go on. I miss my friends but I like her tone, Her eyes are black like telephones And I try, and I try, and I try. Oklahoma, she won't be your friend, She waits at the disco for her song to end. Oklahoma, she likes to reflect, Ignores you at parties, What did you expect? And I keep on trying not to go harder, Trying not to be smarter, Trying not to notice you. And I keep on trying not to go harder, Trying not to be smarter, But I can't go on. I miss my friends but I like her tone, Her eyes are black like telephones And I try, and I try, and I try. But I, I can't remember.