Have you started thinking we've had a few too many phone calls?

And threats and we're taking it off the hook

Stolen, cold, waiting, was a mistake

Now there's no break, only more clothes that you took

They're getting who's waiting

Been holding on for a long long time, so really

Slow old music goes through my mind

And you put me back on the line and I slam down the receiver

You're were the only living bone for this barbeque

Made your escape, choosing loneliness over dread

I needed to rave to you, there's no need for waiting

It's not so late, and there's a phone near your bed

Don't care if I'm waking

You're sure taking a long long time, so really

Slow old music goes through my mind

It's stuck with your sleepy whine, so I slam down the receiver

I slam down the reciever

I slam down the reciever

I slam down the reciever

We had a bit of an argument

Difficulty tracing the point that you're making, so go right ahead

The jeans that you wait in, a way of escaping

Did you think you're breaking, that you've already said

That you could be faking

We're going on for a long long time, so really

Slow old music goes through my mind

You put me back on the line and I slam down the reciever

I slam down the reciever

Who knows why I slam down the reciever?

I slam down