Call Me - Call It Off

Waking up on the bathroom floor

Cigarettes and a cheap guitar

I know that you’re gone for good

Forgot me like I know you would

Now I’m here writing lousy songs

Not a clue where you could’ve gone

Devastating how you left

Nothing to misunderstand

I hardly notice that you’re gone though

Who is gonna love me if I hate myself?

Don’t you call me

Don’t pick up the phone

Don’t you call me

Need some time alone

Don’t you call me

Don’t pick up the phone

Don’t you call me

Need some time alone

Don’t you call me

All that’s left is a photograph

Ripped apart and the other half

Probably went up in flames

And I’m the one to blame

I hardly notice that you’re gone though

Who is gonna love me if I hate myself?

Don’t you call me

Don’t pick up the phone

Don’t you call me

Need some time alone

Don’t you call me

Don’t pick up the phone

Don’t you call me

Need some time alone

Don’t you call me

Don’t you call me

Don’t pick up the phone

Don’t you call me

Need some time alone

Don’t you call me

Don’t pick up the phone

Don’t you call me

Need some time alone

Don’t you call me