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You keep on calling with your little freaking phone.
The line is never busy but you know I'm never home.
Start your freakin whiney message at the freaking beep.
Talk to a plastic box while I freakin sleep.
Ben you gotta call me but I have nothing to say.
Is this you best shot? Cause I hear it every day.
Your ugly.
Your stupid.
You lie. Surprised? Gotta use a telephone.
Won't look me in the eye.
