Get Off the Phone

One, two, one, two, three, four Ten years old, anything goes All you ever knew was a bullshit phone Now you're on the bells, you're yacking in the booths But where you're supposed to go? Well, I just don't know, so Get off my phone There's nobody home Get off my phone 'Cause I don't want you, 'cause I don't want you What's that ringing sound? Everything keeps going 'round and 'round Calling everybody and their mother, too But don't call me 'cause I just left you, so Get off my phone Nobody home Get off my phone 'Cause I don't want you, 'cause I don't want you You hung up on love when I called that night You hung up on the bells at the ringside fights You hung up on your heart, you hung up on the world Now you hung yourself on the telephone pole, so Get off my phone There's nobody home Get off my phone 'Cause I don't want you, 'cause I don't want you I don't care what you wear You ain't gonna go nowhere (ah!) Get off my phone There's nobody home Get off my phone 'Cause I don't want you, 'cause I don't want you 'Cause I don't want you 'Cause I don't want you 'Cause I don't want you