Baby Hotline 歌词

Baby hotline Please, hold me close to you Baby flatline Still time to do it too Baby snack time Chow down to earth But in your head, she's a hoarder of quarters And no boundary boredom Boundary boredom I contend that your drinking eye has never opened I insist somebody will die and I hate hoping Wishing that the pills let you cry, and I hate coping Someday I will go back outside and see her okay (Hotline) hung up and put on hold (Hotline) my line is getting cold (Hotline) hung up and put on hold (Hotline) (no, uh, I'll try again though) Baby hotline Please, dial nine to get out No flatline What were you scared about? Baby sat by and felt the wind At least I called her a hoarder of quarters And no boundary boredom Boundary boredom I contend that your drinking eye has never opened I insist somebody will die and I hate hoping Wishing that the pills let you cry, and I hate coping Someday I will go back outside and see her okay (For a while) (While, oh) (For a while) (While, oh) (Hotline) hung up and put on hold (Hotline) my line is getting cold (Hotline) hung up and put on hold (Hotline) Numb I feel burning with haste and I'm realizing now it's a terrible waste I feel numb I feel burning with haste and I'm realizing now what a terrible waste I feel numb I feel burning with haste and I'm realizing now it's a terrible waste I feel numb I feel burning with haste and I'm realizing now it's a terrible waste I feel numb What a waste What a waste What a waste Sunbathe 'til morning time And your e-eyes will open wide (What a waste) oh, baby, never mind To my si-ight, oh, run and hide I can say: Oh, wrap it in with cinnamon (What about) I've been dead Oh, wrap the trouble now I feel so good, you're welcome (if you did it) Thinking bent, oh I won't stay more anymore, oh, I don't even think about it Oh, you know I don't Oh, you know I don't Oh, you know I don't Oh, you know I don't I hate hoping, oh I hate hoping, oh I hate hoping, oh I hate hoping, oh