I'M A PAY PHONE CALL WHEN YOU LOSE YOUR MIND
ON A BUS RIDE HOME WITH SOMEONE YOU DON'T KNOW
WELL I TEND TO FORGET WHEN YOU GET UPSET
YOU LIKE TO ESCAPE AND FOR DAYS YOU DON'T COME BACK

WITH HELP FROM A MAN YOU SAY IS FRIEND
I ASK YOU HIS NAME AND CHANGE THE SUBJECT QUICK
HE'S A DISEASE WITH A SHINE WHO SPITS WHEN HE TALKS
HE'S GOT SHOES LIKE MINE AND A CAR HE CANNOT DRIVE

AT THE GROCERY STORE THAT I ALWAYS AVOID
I CAN FIND YOU OUTSIDE ON A TEN DAY COLA HIGH
WITH THE WEATHER REPORT AND YOUR MAN BY YOUR SIDE
WHO IGNORES ME NOW EVERY TIME THAT I COME BY

I'M ONLY HERE TO SEE HOW YOU ARE YOU'RE MOTHER'S UPSET
THAT YOU DON'T CALL HOME NO MORE
I TELL HER YOUR FINE BUT SHE KNOWS IT'S A LIE
IT'S ALL JUST A TRAP WHERE I GET CAUGHT EVERY TIME

I AM NOT AN EXCUSE OR A LAST MINUTE PLAN
A HAND TO HOLD ANYTIME YOU FEEL INCLINED
SO WHEN HE'S NOT AROUND I WON'T BE THE CLOWN
YOU PUT IN THE RING WHENEVER YOU NEED ENTERTAINED

I WON'T BE YOUR FAULT OR ANSWER MACHINE
THE RECORD YOU PLAY WHEN EVER YOU FEEL THE NEED TO SING
MY VOICE IS BROKE FROM ALL OF THE TIMES
I GAVE YOU A SONG, THE NOTES CAUGHT IN MY THROAT