(Telephone message)



Hey you, do you remember me?

Fifteen sitting in a graveyard talking about the 

history

Are you sleeping well at night?

Your eyes are closed and the window's down but your 

thoughts are not in flight

Let the (?)

Her thoughts collide like waves

A voice is in her head

And this is what it said:



I'm your new best friend

Yeah I'm your new haircut

Yeah I'm the open hole that burns down your neck and 

into your gut

And now it's cold outside

And your screams are loud

And I'm trying to wrap up

I find it hard (?) to the ground



Hey you, do you remember me?

Seventeen lying on a bed now we're making history

Did you hear the news today?

I'm leaving home with the (?)

(?) I thought I'd say goodbye

(?)



I'm your new best friend

Yeah I'm your new haircut

Yeah I'm the open hole that burns down your neck and 

into your gut

And now it's cold outside

And your screams are loud

And I'm trying to wrap up

I find it hard (?) to the ground



Hey you, do you still think of me me?

Nineteen sitting on a beach

Clutching a bottle of history

Are you still singing songs at night?

I heard that one that you wrote for me oh your voice 

was so pretty

Let the voice out their pain

Let the dreams just slip away

Let the liars howl at night

Under darkened lamplight



I'm your new best friend

Yeah I'm your new haircut

Yeah I'm the open hole that burns down your neck and 

into your gut

And now it's cold outside

And your screams are loud

And I'm trying to wrap up

I find it hard (?) to the ground



I'm your new best friend

Yeah I'm your new haircut

Yeah I'm the open hole that burns down your neck and 

into your gut

And now it's cold outside

And your screams are loud

And I'm trying to wrap up