Got the telephone in my hand,



gonna call you up tonight.



Planned every word I'll say,



I'm gonna do it right.



Maybe I'll wait a little longer,



maybe I'm not ready yet.



Where did I put that number?



How could I ever, ever forget?



I try but I hang up, every time,



to call you girl and make you mine



If you pick it up I'll have it made,



I'm gonna call you now, I wont be afraid



Got the telephone in my hand,



cord around my neck.



But I'm not really ready to die,



maybe I'll give it one more try



or maybe I'll call tomorrow,



she probably wont be home,



maybe I like sitting here,



maybe I like being all alone...



Everything will be all right,



I wont see you tonight, everything will be all right,



I know it's not the end of the world,



it's just another...little girl.



I try but I hang up every time,



to call you girl and make you mine



can't leave a message,



don't know what to say,



I don't wanna talk to you anyway