Geraniums blooming, you've been using

You exit the clinic to sell your dose

Then tell me a story, a made-up morning

Encounter you had where you broke your nose

I tell you I love you, and you say it's untrue

I keep my response for some better luck

Then you'll call me crying and swear you're trying

If only I'd lend you that twenty bucks

And I wouldn't hang up

I wouldn't hang up

I wouldn't hang up

I couldn't hang