I felt like I just had to cry a bit today 
and every day is darker than the one before 
I think I've earned the right to stay in bed all day 
doing nothing, waiting for the phone to ring 

hey, is it really that hard for you 
to think of me? 
hey, is it really that hard for you 
to think of me? 

I got up to say hello, but you weren't there 
a stranger's voice said sorry that I bothered you 
where are you tonight, I know I shouldn't care 
wasting precious time, waiting for the phone to ring 
expectation, isolation, indignation driving me 

a dialogue with your machine 
seven messages to help you get my point 

think of me - why don't you? 
stay with me - why can't you?